Ja visst gör det ont … / Of Course It Hurts …

Blonda morgon / Blond morning
from Karin Boye`s collection of poems ”För trädets skull” / ”For the Sake of the Tree” (1935)
The Sculpture Park Ängelsberg Sweden  2018

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Of Course It Hurts …
Otherwise … why … hesitate?
Why would all our fervent longing…?

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Blond morning, lay your soft hair
against my cheek and breathe untouched in your silence.
The Earth opens wide and wider its giant jaw,
born anew in closed darkness.
On clear wings
descends the Wonder like an immense insect
brushing lightly against unsuspecting
awakening pistils.
Morning on the seventh day ...