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fragments from the cruellest month

As Eliot puts it: “Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow…” The late Swedish poet Karin Boye is another poet who has expressed the painful drama of spring exquisitely in her famous poem Of Course It Hurts (Visst gör … Continue reading

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almost monochrome III

The ugly, sour, no-nonsense winter is here. Half melted snow that has frozen again, grey-black muddy-dirty-slushy snow frames the roads – blended with sand. Nothing even remotely smarmy about it. And still it fascinates me (obviously since I think it … Continue reading

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