Edith Irene Södergran (4 April 1892 – 24 June 1923) was a Swedish-speaking Finnish poet. She was one of the first modernists within Swedish-language literature and her influences came from French Symbolism, German expressionism and Russian futurism. At the age of 24 she released the first collection of poetry entitled Dikter ("Poems"). Södergran died at the age of 31, having contracted ... more »
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Edith Sodergran Poems
I have a luck cat in my arms, it spins threads of luck. Luck cat, luck cat, make for me three things:
My soul was a light blue dress the color of the sky; I left it on a rock by the sea and naked I came to you, looking like a woman.
The Land That Is Not
I long for the land that is not, For all that is, I am weary of wanting. The moon speaks to me in silvern runes About the land that is not.
Of all our sunny world I wish only for a garden sofa where a cat is sunning itself.
I want to let go - so I don't give a damn about fine writing, I'm rolling my sleeves up. The dough's rising...
When night comes I stand on the steps and listen, stars swarm in the yard and I stand in the dark.
On Foot I Had to Cross the Solar System
On foot I had to cross the solar system before I found the first thread of my red dress. I sense myself already.
The Bolsheviks’ victory is very fast, but we will get there before them, for this is the last one. The reins we will loosen from life,
At Nietzsche’s Grave
Strange father! Your children will not let you down, they are coming across the earth with the footsteps of gods,
My Artificial Flowers
My artificial flowers I send them to you. My small bronze lions I set up at your door.
The Trains of the Future
Tear down all the triumphal arches – the triumphal arches are too low. Make room for our fantastic train!
The Armored Train
Fifty coaches of hopes I loaded up for your America. They came back empty... Disappointment cargo
Littleoldman sits around counting eggs. Every time he counts, one egg is lost. My friends, don’t show him your gold.
Comments about Edith Sodergran
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
I have a luck cat in my arms,
it spins threads of luck.
Luck cat, luck cat,
make for me three things:
make for me a golden ring,
to tell me that I am lucky;
make for me a mirror
to tell me that I am beautiful;
make for me a fan
to waft away my cumbersome thoughts.
Luck cat, luck cat,
spin for me some news of my future!"
Translated by David McDuff