Tomas Transtomer's "From the Thaw of 1966"

From the Thaw of 1966

Headlong headlong waters; roaring; old hypnosis.
The river swamps the car cemetery, glitters
behind the masks.
I hold tight to the bridge railing.
The bridge: a big iron bird sailing past death.

[translated by robin fulton]

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