Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Edith Södergran: "Forest Lake"

I was alone on a sunny shore
by the forest’s pale blue lake,
in the sky floated a single cloud
and on the water a single isle.
The ripe sweetness of summer dripped
in beads from every tree
and straight into my opened heart
a tiny drop ran down.

"Forest Lake" by Edith Södergran, translated from Swedish by Stina Katchadourian. From Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women, edited by Jane Hirshfield. © Harper Perennial, 1995.

Photography credit: "Reflections," by gabriel77 (originally color).


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