One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Tomas Transtromer's "Epigram"

Just a short but excellent (IMO) one in celebration of Tomas and his Nobel.

From Transtromer's the great enigma: new collected poems:


The buildings of capital, the hives of the killer bees, honey for the few.
He served. But in a dark tunnel he unfolded his wings
and flew when no one was looking. He had to live his life again.

[translated by robin fulton]


See also my earlier post on the pre-Nobel Tomas Transtromer (his poem "Further In"):
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