Eva Ström Poems

The animals felt uneasy sooner than the humans did.
They wandered in huge herds out into the sunset.
The white raven flappef its wings.
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Can you hear the singing from inside the church?
Who is singing? Cracked voices, old women?
IS someone lying in the coffin? Has it been emptied,plundered?
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The printing ink has disappeared
it stains no hands

The tourists at the cathedral
take out their Scottish money
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Mother says that it's a memory
and I can have it
I can have her memory
and stitch it to mine, it has frayed edges
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