No 19
you go to church
a morning dressed in a widow’s garments
organ music is listening
to find if anybody might be in the hall
crowds of nameless rise
and fall apart between the pews
extracted tongues call for the miracle
by means of German hymns
the church is a closed down café
the wafer between the lips one krone on a jukebox
people as old as crucifixions
shape their faces for the singing
(19 from kjensla av at det ikkje regnar andre stader enn her 2004 translated into english by Hilde Petra Brungot)
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