NEW RITUALS Poem by Cecilie Løveid
NEW RITUALS
We carry up
everything that will be used
for the impromptu altar
We carry sketches
for a new sky
and a new earth
We carry suggestions
for new clouds above towns
new towns above clouds
Look!
The clouds are twirling with felt pen
are whispered, watered down,
camouflaged, washed out, winched
In sketches for new stage coulisses
a child is carried carefully forth
to sex violence and death
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