LOVE WON'T SAVE US

I write one winter’s day,
write off the day and the night, the planets,
go into my house from a harsh sun
and extend those shadows that are swordlike aimed.
It is a day of drifting snow
and with a voice from that which is I
or was.
-Bo Carpelan, “The Cool Day”
Translation by David McDuff

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