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Small skein in the universe

Small dreams
little visions
feet walk
but don't touch the ground

The eyes look as if they see a few years beyond
like the vision would actually be drawn to the retina a small moment late
Time is bouncing and swirling
but after all is it me
or am I watching the cycle of time like a movie from a snapping film reel

The heart feels too much or not at all
Rarely it's in between, my limbs are icy and dreary or burn loose
while I breathe the murky musty air
again filling my head with the surrounding World

Whose World?




The poems have currently been translated all the way back to October 2016, others will mostly appear in Finnish. My apologies, the process takes quite a long time with this many poems. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!

Number of poems still to be translated


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