Tua Birgitta Forsström Biography

The dogs in Your movies remind me
of Laika. Did You, too, once stand
on a mountain and watch the little light travel
across the night sky? Had the dog had
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Time is precious, I know,
to each enough of one's own suffering.
Jesus Christ holds his hand over
those asleep and the forest beasts.
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I am writing you because
I no longer think that it is
dangerous dwelling here after
the break of night. Gates are opened
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Efter att ha tillbringat en natt
bland hästar minns jag hur friskt

det doftade av ammoniak och
smältsnö, den gröna månen

över den gröna skaren, en råtta
gnisslade i foderkammaren, hur jag frös

i min overall och yllemössa mot
morgonen och hur lugnt hästarna sov.
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After spending a night
among horses I remember the fresh

smell of ammonia and
melting snow, the green moon

over the green snow's crust, a rat
creaking in the hay room, how I shivered

in my overalls and wool cap toward
morning and how calmly the horses slept.
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