It says something,

but not through its adopted means

For example,

this sentence shows something

through the looks of its letters,

as shapes,

and not necessarily through its habitual meaning


From there, new worlds!


Fools look to reason for results,

although reason is nothing but pretext


Wherever you look, things change,

wherever you change, look! Things!


Carl Gustav Jung's synchronicity

lets us create meaning

where there isn't an obvious one,

and perchance open up a hidden latticework

in the depths of existence


Wabi-Sabi is a modern and ancient way

of looking and breathing

with a certain gusto,

as you and I and everything come about

with a certain gusto of The Cosmos


The simplest thing

opens up the crack

where Leonard Cohen's voice

shines through


How ever you feel

is just how angles meet

in today's geometry,

or where angels fall short

in Gustave Doré's illustrations


Flour flies

in the livelihood

of Evert Taube's baker

in San Remo


Japanese school children

with their colourful backpacks

walk to classes

through long forest kilometers


Hospices lodge fragile memories

that flake and fall like dandelion seeds

through the backlight of so many days,

while glittering and glimmering phonemes stutter

out of splintering words of pray


The roar of a Harley-Davidson dopplers

down a distant highway

in the dead of night,

from the beginning to the end

of your earshot,

and returning to Herman Melville's Moby-Dick,

the end evens out


Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-08-03 at 12:01

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I love this. Seems like a verse exercise that continuously crashes into each other.

Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
The penultimate stanza is my favourite in this eye-opener of a poem. I personally think that the first stanza is virtually describing your 'accumulation of words'. A very deep poem.