Saturday 9 June 2012

Two poems by the Swedish writer
Eva Runefelt


Like hovering reflections
the short-statured horses graze
the green water of the light polders
The animals disappear and re-emerge
in the angled light, the brain-light
It is after the re-emergence, april
The rest over years of the
huge fields
that has rooted in a new vegetation
Grass-warblers, avenues of windflowers
and the nights’ carmine light
as yet unfolded

Over your cheek-bone
the skin’s terracotta
and my tongue-tip’s
wet petal
The light pauses here
and quenches its thirst

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