Poem of the Week, week 45: M. Seppola Simonsen "my mother disappears"

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my mother disappears
down the pit where language drains
where my grandmother waits in the dark
mute they can find the other
feel the coarseness with their fingers
and hope they are the two last
generations in the maw

M. Seppola Simonsen

Translated by Eirill Alvilde Falck.

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