Arni Ibsen
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Good News
Árni is awake. We are told: He’s terribly tired – even opening his eyes is a major effort. He seems to have control of hands and legs, no apparent paralysis in his face, and he clearly understands what’s going on. — and who is to say that all those candles did not help? He will… Continue reading
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Snapshot 03 November 02004For Árni Ibsen
I wake to a cold, grey morning and election news I do not like. You would not like it, either, but you do not hear it. The ash tree is filled with waxwings, red berries scattered on the ground. Here, winter approaches; there, where you are, it is a different season, in that mysterious land… Continue reading
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Life
This morning, along with other distressing news, I hear that Árni Ibsen, a steady light on the PoetryEtc list, collapsed with a brain hemorrhage on Tuesday. It is a cold, grey morning. And it is filled with waxwings. Continue reading

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