Kjell Espmark: 'Det var kvällen före alla revolutioner'

 

It was the evening before all the revolutions

when the structure was taken over

and the same axe was called good.

I who had fiddled around a bit in philosophy

to try and find a usable principle in life

was struck by the inexplicable

at the Count Nostiz theatre in Prague.

In the second act of Don Giovanni

Mozart’s music tore a rent in the heavens

and let the sheer glory come tumbling down

into our fumbling souls.

For a moment the world became real.