Bruch & Mendelssohn (II)
After 16 km of roller skiing along Gunnarsbyvägen
between the snowbanks on March 22,
and the ensuing warm shower,
climbing like a benevolent spirit across the skin
in the endorphin’s quiet bliss
that drowns out the background noise of the universe
with its subcutaneous silence,
I can endure
the knowledge of the absolute truth of pallid death,
and when Felix Mendelssohn & Max Bruch then lift the roof
of all the years since I was 19 with their violin concertos,
which delivered me from evil
down at Jära folk high school near Malmbäck in Småland in 1968,
even life itself can feel bearable
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Written on 2026-03-22 at 18:44
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