Edith Södergran: The Pain

Happiness has no songs, happiness has no thoughts, happiness has nothing.Punch your happiness so it bursts, for happiness is evil.Happiness comes quietly with morning-winds in sleeping greenery,happiness slides away in light cloud-images over deep blue ravines,happiness is the field which […]

Edith Södergran: Hell

Oh, how lovely Hell is!In Hell nobody speaks of death.The walls of Hell rest in the Earth’s coreand are decorated with smoldering flowers…In Hell nobody speaks empty words…In Hell nobody has drunk and nobody sleptand nobody rests and nobody stays still.In […]