måndag 2013-05-20 14:00:42

har läst:

margaret atwood – the circle game

äntligen har jag upptäckt att margaret atwood skriver fantastisk poesi också!

tex den inledande dikten:


it was taken some time ago.
at first it seems to be
a smeared
print: blurred lines and grey flecks
blended with the paper;

then, as you scan
it, you see in the left-hand corner
a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree
(balsam or spruce) emerging
and, to the right, halfway up
what ought to be a gentle
slope, a small frame house.

in the background there is a lake,
and beyond that, some low hills.

(the photograph was taken
the day after i drowned.

i am in the lake, in the centre
of the picture, just under the surface.

it is difficult to say where
preciesly, or to say
how large or small i am:
the effect of water
on light is a distortion

but if you look long enough,
you will be able to see me.)