***[Chant the mantra] Poem by Doris Kareva

***[Chant the mantra]



Chant the mantra, mandragora,
mandragora, deathly deep sleep-weed:
it all keeps turning, keeps churning,
keeps occurring.

Enduring is the evidence
that of all forces the most intense,
the most immense
is love's essence.

Translated from Estonian by Miriam McIlfatrick-Ksenofontov

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Doris Kareva

Doris Kareva

Tallinn, Estland
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