Here is a poem by Par Lagerkvist that I felt like sharing. The nobel prize laureate in 1951, Lagerkvist wrote some of the most tender, humble and penetrating poetry that I have had the good fortune to read. Here is a short poem from his poetry collection "Aftonland". I hope that my translation does justice to the original.
You Milky Way over the soul's loneliness,
you eternal longing.
Burn, burn long after me,
long after that I will not be,
I that never got to climb your bridge.
Burn for the people that will come wandering some time through spaces,
who will wander safely over the abyss on a bridge of stars.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
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