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desolate clang of an empty milk churn: Martinson’s “Göinge” and the hard life

29 Jun

goinge

When credit ran out there remained

the desolate clang of an empty milk churn

the bell of bitterness

in the emigrant’s awkward dream

of the West.

The wind sighs now to no one.

The crofts died suddenly among their lilies.

But the chimney walls still wheeze.

And the nettles are in bloom.

— Harry Martinson, “Göinge”

memories as ready-made dreams: Harry Martinson’s “Childhood Forest”

29 Jun

It was in the woods of summer where life played,

the evening deep with thrush and the heavens high with swallow.

Nothing came of all my dreams and fablings,

but the memory enlivens my life

and memories are ready-made dreams.

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“And the lake holds to all mouths/ its giant spoon”

26 Jun

harrycow

The determination of the fragile/ is no less than that of the oak.

24 Jun

chickweed copy

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from 26, Harry Martinson

23 Jun

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