If you don't come quick to my garden the almond tree and bullace will wither
the bird cherry scent will vanish
if you don't come
...
The old beautiful women said come over
and sit here with us on the long bench
we'll make room for you in the middle
because when we go
...
The ant,
which I drained out of a birch juice jar
didn't die
nor was it dead,
...
I think about money all the time
That I don't have any
I measure a mobile phone call's length
Not its content
I try to be very brief
...
A study of melancholy was conducted.
A team drawn up.
A project manager appointed,
root causes of depression investigated,
...
Say something nice.
Even a fib.
so what if I don't believe you,
that people shine,
...
The old beautiful women said come over
and sit here with us on the long bench
we'll make room for you in the middle
because when we go
...
Today I am the king's cat
I walk in the hundred rooms of his castle
I sleep on the cushion of his throne
wearing a little watch of gold around my neck
...
And what will happen now?
When there's no electricity.
The screen is black
And there is no light to be seen in the whole village.
...
The point of the matter is that the scar would remain
for your whole life,
so if you let the glowing poker
burn the mark of St. John's on your back
...
Eeva Park was born into a writers' family in 1950 in Tallinn. She made her debut with a poetry collection, Mõrkjas tuul (Acrid Wind, 1983) and has published altogether seven collections by now. Eeva Park is also the author of plays and short stories. Her novel Lõks lõpmatuses (Trap in Infinity, 2003) concentrates on human trafficking and has been translated into German, Norwegian and Swedish. In 2014 she was awarded the Finnish translation award for the anthology of 16 poets, 8+8: Estonian and Finnish Poetry.
An invitation, For you
If you don't come quick to my garden the almond tree and bullace will wither
the bird cherry scent will vanish
if you don't come
the plum blossoms will fall off and in the spring light of the old apple trees
dandelions' dead bodies will fly in the cool morning breeze
if you don't come quick
the huge peony blossoms will open
the jasmine and grass and first strawberries will give off their scent
if you don't come
I will gather currants from the bushes for fermented wine
to bubble up the bloodstream's pulse
and I will take the potatoes out of the fields full of mouse nests
if you don't come quick
you will think that I am just a poor liar
in an empty bare garden
in the middle of mud and hoarfrost nights
if you don't come
the cleared summer wine will run out
which gives pollen closed in the peonies' heart a snowy taste
if you come only then.
Translated by Jayde Will