Sometimes the doves fly over us
I'll stitch myself to be unified
over and over again
while hoarfrost slightly opens the door into my mind
Where all have I taken my body to
where all have my mind taken itself
My soul births words when I step out
empties itself when I walk in through the door
The hectic slow world
spiralizes into a glowing life
in each of us
7/1/2018
- Info
Satunnainen teksti
Note!
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
- fi 515
Marked
- ⛶ Book 1: Henkäys (71)
- ⛶ haiku (15)
- ⛶ you-poetry series (7)
- ⛶ i-poetry series (6)
- ⛶ naked thought (5)
- ⛶ queer (2)