TOMAS MIKAEL BÄCK
KJELL WESTÖ (ANDERS HED)
HENRIKA RINGBOM (b. 1962) is a Finland-Swedish poet, who also writes prose and essays. She has published four collections of poems, the latest of which Den vita vinthunden (The White Greyhound, 2001), and a novel. In her work unite keenness to images and exact, mucial language.
|EVERYTHING, AS IT IS
In the middle of the night I watch The Misfits.
Marilyn, who died,
who less than one year
after the film was made died.
I watch her body exposed,
already almost dead flesh.
The men who murder, out of habit
and thoughtlessness murder, the horses
and her. Later Marilyn
swims. In the middle of the night, in the middle
of the sea around her ducks
chasing one another and diving
like the ones yesterday in the round opening
in the ice near the shore, an air-hole
for a creature under the ice, the ice
almost totally covered by water.
Smooth grey shiny water.
On the surface a seagull’s
white body. Marilyn
splashes. At this moment
in the sea, the Mediterranean blue.
It cannot be wiped out
The sky cloudy, grey
Soles of feet on warm stone
Excuse me, I have to get off
On my birthday I rose early
No one chooses not to be lead...
The first day when I walk around...
In the middle of the night
At about ten it was wonderfully
How dangerous the sky is to the eye
Oh to be a mouth
What all does the mouth not go...
In the great emptiness
To exist in every moment
Imagine that the road is
In the room concealed
What one says is
At the bottom of every eye
Like a jolt through