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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)

PENTTI HOLAPPA
Crow 

Late in the evening behind my darkened window
I  feel lost. A foreign land,
perhaps even a foreign planet
is my prison.

Then I recall the bird, a crow, that
perched on the curved peak
of a promenade streetlamp in the icy wind
and watched the day.

With wondrous calm he controlled the world.
Time and the traffic went as he wanted: a minute
lasted a minute, precisely, an hour an hour,
people bent to the wind —

to their fate, labouring towards their goals —
which the crow simply wafted to, on the gale,
wavering, yes, but flying with no thought 
he was flying.

Late evening. I´m thinking. Not flying.


Insomnia

Don't be afraid

Key

Crow

Bulldog

Shopping expedition

An angel's hand

25 October

The long train

The sick and the healer

Absence

Either/Or

Torch

The boarding house dog

The train to despair

The poet François Villon...


 
From Älä pelkää, 1997 
Transl. Herbert Lomas