A rose lies in the arms of the Mother of God.A single petalheals crippled hearts.A rose lies in the arms of the Mother of God.She smiles with shining eyes –who will heal their poisonous hearts?
Edith Södergran: The God’s Lyre
Where does the lyre exists,of silver and ivory,which the gods presentedto the tribe of mortals?It has not been lost,since eternal presentsaren’t worn down by time,do not fall victim to fire. But does a singer comewith the deep marks of fate,he’ll fetch […]
Edith Södergran: The Trail of the Gods
The gods go through life with hearts raised above the pain…The gods carry life as lightly as columns carry brilliant rooms.The gods go through life, lonely, un-recognized they stand and watch our dark earth with eternal eyes.And where they have […]
Edith Södergran: The Fairy’s Castle
Behind the sea begins the mountains,behind the mountains is the fairy’s castle in the clouds.The fairy is eternally fifteen years old. –Her sunshine garments are more precious than the Earth.The fairy wishes everybody as blessed as her…her light heart she […]
Edith Södergran: Revanche
If I don’t succeed in bringing downthe tower in the town of reality,I will sing the stars from the skylike nobody has yet done.I will sing till my longing stops,the one that has never yet calmed,so that it pushes away […]
Edith Södergran: Landscape At Sunset
Look at the sunsetfloating fire-islands moveimperial over cream green seas.Islands on fire! Islands like torches!Islands on victory parade!Up from the depths a black forest sparklessneaky, envious – joyous, tree by tree, triumph by triumph…Poor stripes of forest in pale veils of mistis […]
Edith Södergran: The Whirl of Madness
Protect your boat against superhuman currents,the whirling abyss of madness –protect your boat against the cheering waves of the fall,they crush everything.Protect yourself – here you don’t count anymore –life and death is one against the frenetic happiness of the […]
Edith Södergran: The Song From the Cloud
Up on the clouds live all I need:my daylight – sure ideas, my lightning – quick certainty,and on the clouds I myself live– white, in sun which blinds,inaccessible, happy, waving goodbye.Goodbye, green woods of my youth.There hang beasts –I will […]
Edith Södergran: The Secret of the Moon
The moon knows… that I must only float here tonight.In copper bands over the lake a certainty shines forth:corpses must lay among the trees on a wonderful beach.The moon shall cast its most beautiful light on the mysterious beach.The wind […]
Edith Södergran: Evening Walk
All the golden stars of time on my dark velvet suit.I am triumphant… tonight… and I tremble.The hard poles of fate pound from my chest.Does the wind whirl up the sand on all pavements?– – – – – – – […]
Edith Södergran: The Storm
Humans,doesn’t the storm pass over the skythat your longing has piled upby eagles borneto eternal heights?Who will bring the storm to its knees?Where does it hit,when it comes from the heights, reckless, with the wings of distant times?Do you hearvoices […]
Edith Södergran: The World Bathes In Blood
The world bathes in blood in order for God to survive.For His magnificence to endure, all other must perish.What do we humans know about how the eternal thrivesand what the gods drink to sustain their power?God will create a new world. […]
Edith Södergran: Prayer
God, Almighty, have mercy on us!See the well of our adoration – it grows deeper and deeper.Seven days and seven nightswe draw waterfrom our well to you.Seven months and three yearsin the same placewe pray for your mercy:let us into […]
Edith Södergran: Oh, My Sunburn-coloured Pinnacles
Oh, my sunburn-coloured pinnacles,will you reclaim me? !!!Eternally I shall live in your lonely yard.There alone is my home,where angels with fire-eyesfall to their kneesand kiss all the dew of longing from the ground. Oh, my undarkened pinnacles!Not a day do […]
Edith Södergran: The Bull
What awaits the bull?My character is a red cloth.Do I not see bloody, red eyes,do I not hear short, ragged breaths,does the earth not tremble under ferocious hooves?No.The bull has no horns.He stands at the criband stubbornly chews his tough […]
Edith Södergran: Grimace d’Artiste
I have nothing but my shining cloak,my red fearlessness.My red fearlessness goes on questsin unworthy countries. I have nothing but the lyre under my arm,my hard string-music;my hard lyre sounds for all peopleon all tracks. I have nothing but my proud […]
Edith Södergran: The Tree In the Forest
There once grew a tree in the forest –beautiful and mighty –I have seen it…It rose over the mists of the ravine towards the lonesome pinnacles of the Earth in lonesome glory.– – – – – – – –Now I hear […]
Edith Södergran: Little Old Man
Little Old Man is counting eggs.Every time he counts there’s one egg less.Friends, do not show him your gold!
Edith Södergran: The Death of the Virgin
The soul of the pure virgin was never mistaken,she knew everything about herself,she knew still more: about other people and about the sea.Blueberry her eyes, raspberry her lips,her hands wax.She danced for the autumn on yellowing carpets,she shrank, whirled and […]
Edith Södergran: What Is Tomorrow?
What is tomorrow? Perhaps not you.Another embrace perhaps, another contact and an identical pain…I leave you with a certainty nobody else has:I will return like a piece of your own pain.I will come to you from another heaven with a […]