Wednesday, October 29, 2014
(fragments from the Norwegian, by Anonymous c. 1000, trans. by James Wright):
TWO SPRING CHARMS
1
Now it is late winter.
Years ago,
I walked through a spring wind
Bending green wheat
In a field near Trondhjem.
2
Black snow,
Like a strange sea creature,
Draws back into itself,
Restoring grass to earth.
