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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 The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-12-28 at 13:58

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