Edith Sodergran Poems

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.
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I have a luck cat in my arms,
it spins threads of luck.
Luck cat, luck cat,
make for me three things:
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Of all our sunny world
I wish only for a garden sofa
where a cat is sunning itself.
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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.
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When night comes
I stand on the steps and listen,
stars swarm in the yard
and I stand in the dark.
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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...
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On foot
I had to cross the solar system
before I found the first thread of my red dress.
I sense myself already.
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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,
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My artificial flowers
I send them to you.
My small bronze lions
I set up at your door.
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Strange father!
Your children will not let you down,
they are coming across the earth with the footsteps of gods,
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