Poem of the Week, week 15: Helge Torvund "I Was Born on a Plain"

I WAS BORN ON A PLAIN

I was born on a plain
where the sea was
sound and rays

I grew up to be
a lightsmith

Today
the curtain gleams
in the April wind
The music rises
and into my body
I hammer
in light.

Helge Torvund

Translated by John Irons

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