PANDEMIC Odveig Klyve
I would just like to give you a hug,
not because research says
a hug can soothe the fear of death and
cause the brain to produce a hormone
for happiness,
not because a hug eases pain,
makes you feel secure, calms the nerves,
strengthens the heart,
although it is most likely true.
I would like to give you a hug
just because
I know you,
because you are the one you are,
to share
that we are here together,
even though we are alone.
Once,
it is not so long ago,
medical experts said that a hug
increases the number of antibodies in the body
and reduces the risk of
infections.
But that was before,
pre-corona,
pre-pandemic.
Now we rehearse distance,
rehearse forgetting
the hugs we cannot give,
the hugs outside
the household, outside
the infection control.
We breathe the world
through flickering screens,
or face masks.
We sail around in our bodies
as if they were planets
in outer space.
Can we find each other
in pandemic distance,
or closeness
Can we learn to meet
and to leave
as they do in Japan
when they stop
and slowly bow
to each other
at a distance of two metres,
and the bodies speak
their own language:
I see you.
You see me.
We are here together.
I try to imitate
these beautiful movements,
but it is a dance
practised for
hundreds of years.
I need to rehearse.
Finding the right
distance
is most important
in life and
in art,
an Estonian poet writes.
I bow
towards you,
clumsily perhaps.
I just want to say
that I see you,
that we are here together.
While we are waiting
to give each other
a hug.
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