William Winfield Wright
IN PRAISE OF WRINKLES
theory would have us believe that
If this is true, then the forgotten shirt
The palms of our hands and feet can never have enough said about them.
My fingertips catch on your face about your eyes and
The folds of our intestines and brains can stretch
and in the other, carefully unwadded and smoothed out,
This is a Norway poem, written in Tromsø on avisit after a year's absence.