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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)

HELENA SINERVO (s. 1961) published her first collection of poems, Lukemattomiin (Untold), in 1994. Since that she has published six more. Sinervo has translated poems by Elizabeth Bishop and Yves Bonnefoy and written the lyrics for Liisa Lux’ debut song album (2002).
MEMORY BEARS THE CHILD
The chairs 

And sometimes these black chairs speak as if remembering
the forest, they whisper in a wooden voice, sigh
or hiss under wet and sticky snow
or they’re quiet and listen to the din from the building site

How a chair listens is a marvel:
it nods seriously, its loins tremble as it puckers up towards the source of sound
like a foetus, intimating rather than understanding

But then there’s a crump, the splutter of a snore,
and it’s clear that it’s sleeping
lulled off by destruction and reconstruction,
their recurrent routines

And sometimes these black chairs seem
carved from graphite, and then I glance
over at the schoolyard, the children and the maples,

since children and trees carry the heaviest burden
while an adult cracks, body and soul, under their names,

and now in this moment leaning on the window,
yes, even the weeping of a child behind the wall
has been smashed to pieces,
which are going on their way as laths

or waiting like these black chairs.


Before the fingers

The journey from teeth

A child is a house

Take the pole as it comes

The girl is so healthy that fever

this is my body

Rubs, licks, brushes

Before the fingers

If the wind cannot recall, can you

The chairs

The Duchess of Burgundy Departs...

Three Love Songs

Verses of Longing

Orienteering

The Sound of Ford Anglia

Measurements


 
From Pimeän parit (Partners of the dark), 1997. 
Translated by Herbert Lomas.