The Body, Bodywise
The body lies diluted in the present,
present-wise;
in spacetime, spacetime-wise
It treads in nocturnal concentrate,
in wolf-hour essence; wolf-hour-wise
It runs spring-flood-wise in the spring flood,
falls with the autumn rain, autumn-rain-wise
It rocks in the swells, swell-wise
It gargles in the storm drains, Kyzyl-like,
kargyraa-wise
It shuts doors, opens windows,
chews minimum subsistence, minimum-subsistence-wise
It tears up start-up grants and relocation allowances,
strip-wise, ribbon-wise
Yes, the body drills through bedrock
with the whispers of neutrinos, neutrino-whisper-wise
It semaphores sign-wise across the clouds
in the birds' turns of the hand
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The body disgorges
The body accepts the consequences
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Written on 2026-07-23 at 09:41
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