Tomas Tranströmer, Kyrie
A short poem, translated from the Swedish by Robert Bly. From the poem:
A feeling of masses of people pushing blindly
through the streets, excitedly, toward some miracle,
while I remain here and no one sees me.
A short poem, translated from the Swedish by Robert Bly. From the poem:
A feeling of masses of people pushing blindly
through the streets, excitedly, toward some miracle,
while I remain here and no one sees me.
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