onsdagen den 4:e augusti 2010

Wind into Nostrils

cilia vibration
bark shadows
a fox-coloured sun

drum flute ears of corn
wind into nostrils
swifts in blackberry skies.

© 2010 Jenny Enochsson

7 comments:

James sa...

This is so sensitive and laconic at the same time. Your axioms are visionary and the words
“gneiss breathing over a eon tree stump “
Is a swirling statement and makes me smell lumber and it’s indeed a prophecy from the iron age (völva) at the same time.

laughingwolf sa...

love the combining of nature and the body politic...

Jenny Enochsson sa...

Ande and laughingwolf,

Thank you so much! You are very kind.

Rex Venom sa...

There seems to be alot going on
I want to see it all
Rock on!

Jenny Enochsson sa...

RV, thank you for yr comment.

ecstatic shimmeR sa...

this one has music in it. just so much

"his body in a rain of cymbal whirls"

just so musical, i just can't rest imagining it..

Jenny Enochsson sa...

Rajat, thank you very much!