Torild Wardenær Biography

Field studies II

The seaward approach calm and without engines across green lakes with mountains that/ descend into the water and Jalapeño birds in flight over them - how can I explain this:
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Perhaps we have slept our way through life
drifted like a sleepwalker from one love to the next
mumbled ourselves into the sovereign power of language
dreamt ourselves to the rim of realities
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In writing I must have reversed the numbers and automatically and with a firm
hand I have written 3002 instead of 2003. I simply take this as a sign that it will
become true that we will be there together, on a April day a thousand years
in the future.
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At any time at all I can be seized by a sudden madness of infinity and
also be possessed by all the lives that until now have been lost.
Possessed by the fact I myself have survived, by the days that consume lovers,
by the incessant listening to the body's red interior.
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What is this, skin deficiency, horn deficiency, blood deficiency?
You walk upright, butt and butt, are pale and slashed and frenzied, for passing
through too quickly has been banned, death has been banned
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