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 JUHANI AHVENJÄRVI
CLAES ANDERSSON EVA-STINA BYGGMÄSTAR TOMAS MIKAEL BÄCK AGNETA ENCKELL MARTIN ENCKELL TUA FORSSTRÖM PENTTI HOLAPPA JOUNI INKALA RIINA KATAJAVUORI JYRKI KIISKINEN TOMI KONTIO JUKKA KOSKELAINEN LEEVI LEHTO HEIDI LIEHU RAKEL LIEHU LAURI OTONKOSKI MARKKU PAASONEN ANNUKKA PEURA MIRKKA REKOLA HENRIKA RINGBOM PENTTI SAARITSA HELENA SINERVO EIRA STENBERG ANNI SUMARI ILPO TIIHONEN SIRKKA TURKKA MERJA VIROLAINEN KJELL WESTÖ (ANDERS HED) |
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MERJA VIROLAINEN (b. 1962) has published four collections of poems, Hellyyttäsi taitat gardenian (Because of Your Tenderness You Break a Gardenia, 1990), Tervapeili (Tar Mirror, 1995), Pilvet peittävät sisäänsä pilvet (Clouds Encompass Clouds, 2000) and Olen tyttö, ihanaa! (I'm a Girl, Wonderful!, 2004). She has also written a book about shamanism and witchcraft and a play called Täyttymyskomedia (Fulfilment Comedy, 1993). Virolainen has also worked as translator, translating Keats, Shelley, Dickinson and Indian modern poetry among others.
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 THE ROUGH FRICTION OF OPPOSITES |
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Afterwards everyone leaves
with someone,
you with her;
only I suffer
from post-coupling melancholia
all the time, I smile
to feel joy.
I fear the finality of signs in light,
hope for change to the end.
Don't I know well enough
the glow of dawn along Helsinki street,
the multi-coloured river
on to the banks of which I drift
to write about it?
Afterwards everyone leaves
with someone,
I was given all of you,
not any one.
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Bottles clink, glasses break What´s the use of prolonging,... You put out my heart, like a cig... Bear Park That pimply-faced Narcissus Friend, against my will This parting of ours, how many... Quietly sighing like sand I close my eyes and open again Oh back, shimmery parchment This time next year No, he didn't grow yet Afterwards everyone leaves Say, my sagacity, goodbye I am the last poem There are no neon lights in Hels... 1. By speaking from close by Nothing has been When a curlew cries Mother's scent is powder Grandma, your tissue-paper face... Autumnal night pauses as I pause
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