I didn’t find love. I met nobody.Trembling I passed Zarathustra’s grave in the autumn nights:who on Earth listens to me anymore?Then an arm were laid lightly around my waist –I found a sister…I took her golden locks –is it you, […]
Edith Södergran: My Fairytale Castles
I visited the philosopher’s houseand understood that he was happy…But my fairytale castlesstandon fragile inexplicable pillars.Oh, fairytale castles,crash, crashinto golden gravelI love you way too dearly – die! I’ll rebuild youtremblingto kill you – way too beautiful.Fairytale castles,once you will […]