Friday, June 14, 2019

Kit Kelen #1260 - back in Norway after a week in Australia

1260
back in Norway after a week in Australia
(not my funeral this time)


in the long light of summer still
and summer again

as far as the storm is concerned

it’s to the water’s all-the-way edge
goes the world around

and water is always
can’t help but falling

it’s hard when distance isn’t time
and simply we are here so now

then with without the sun salute

fjord seems to flow
it’s only a wandering wind

drift with

seagull lights on the roof’s ridge
street cock next door at a similar height
turns breezily a neighbour
without hope of flight or redemption

no longer waiting for a death
but next in line now, ticketed

how all night the fjordlight
and midsummer soon

climb into the shade of these words
and tear at times

easing in
I call the court to cloud
and draw attention in

tunefully when least expect
then gently back
breathe in to mountain

here we are
then again in a poem

and under all the sky’s mechanics

midsummer
suggests another fire where I’m from

when I exhale the downward dog
comes snapping at my heels

climb high to the valley
tarn, and first snows

know consciousness really is a stream
cup hands, will we?

never so primitive as prayer

so there you are
and much thanks you

for living it all with me 

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