(fragment / inscriptions)
Woken late
from a dream of labor spoken aloud
to calm a mother
Names of furnaces.
Names of rooms.
Steel remembers
An old woman answers.
The union holds
Water scours the sink.
A song of return
written beside death
enters the house
I retreat
with the bowl
and the unshed cry
Ice skins the world.
Branches fall
Life is serious.
I carve
Freedom, once westbound,
now stands in the sea
Dark rafts on the horizon –
floaters
in tired eyes
The old year averts its face.
The new one leafs through
thin guarantees
softened by doubt
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
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Written on 2025-12-28 at 13:58
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Lazarus (IV)
Woken late
from a dream of labor spoken aloud
to calm a mother
Names of furnaces.
Names of rooms.
Steel remembers
An old woman answers.
The union holds
Water scours the sink.
A song of return
written beside death
enters the house
I retreat
with the bowl
and the unshed cry
Ice skins the world.
Branches fall
Life is serious.
I carve
Freedom, once westbound,
now stands in the sea
Dark rafts on the horizon –
floaters
in tired eyes
The old year averts its face.
The new one leafs through
thin guarantees
softened by doubt
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Read 88 times
Written on 2025-12-28 at 13:58
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