Tuesday, March 31, 2015

TOMAS TRANSTROMER ~





Tomas Tranströmer
1931-2015





After a Death


Once there was a shock

that left behind a long, shimmering comet tail.

It keeps us inside. It makes the TV pictures snowy.

It settles in cold drops on the telephone wires.

One can still go slowly on skis in the winter sun

through brush where a few leaves hang on.

They resemble pages torn from old telephone directories.

Names swallowed by the cold.

It is still beautiful to hear the heart beat

but often the shadow seems more real than the body.

The samurai looks insignificant

beside his armor of black dragon scales.





TOMAS TRANSTROMER
translated by Robert Bly





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