(oracle-like inscriptions)
Breath narrates
before language
A door
a sandal’s width of mercy
for the Silver Cat
Autopilot breathing
in a room
that lends me space.
The personality:
a feral hall of mirrors
The ages
read by tomography
Languages ferment
in the humus
of tunnels
Life
Bach-primatized
into prayer and curse.
The wisdom of the worlds
hangs under the roof trusses
like unused suits
of a dead superintendent
Rain on the window.
Someone lets something slip
At any moment
the roof may open
and the house breathe infinity
Aspenström lifts the hospital roof.
The sickroom becomes an observatory
Eternity:
unchanged,
indeterminate
A granddaughter passes
through passport control
with pride in her voice
Thought
naked
in Icarus-space
The house endures
Her bedroom in twilight.
Mine in dawn
Below the horizons
wars breathe heavily
through the rosary of hearts
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Written on 2026-03-05 at 15:27
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Under the Roof Trusses (II)
Breath narrates
before language
A door
a sandal’s width of mercy
for the Silver Cat
Autopilot breathing
in a room
that lends me space.
The personality:
a feral hall of mirrors
The ages
read by tomography
Languages ferment
in the humus
of tunnels
Life
Bach-primatized
into prayer and curse.
The wisdom of the worlds
hangs under the roof trusses
like unused suits
of a dead superintendent
Rain on the window.
Someone lets something slip
At any moment
the roof may open
and the house breathe infinity
Aspenström lifts the hospital roof.
The sickroom becomes an observatory
Eternity:
unchanged,
indeterminate
A granddaughter passes
through passport control
with pride in her voice
Thought
naked
in Icarus-space
The house endures
Her bedroom in twilight.
Mine in dawn
Below the horizons
wars breathe heavily
through the rosary of hearts
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Written on 2026-03-05 at 15:27
