Tomas Tranströmer Poems
- The Indoors Is Endless It’s spring in 1827, Beethoven hoists...
- After A Death Once there was a shock that left behind a ...
- The Couple They switch off the light and its white ...
- Outskirts Men in overalls the same color as earth rise from a...
- National Insecurity The Under Secretary leans forward and ...
- November In The Former Ddr The almighty cyclop’s-eye clouded ...
- The Half-Finished Heaven Despondency breaks off its ...
a Swedish writer, poet and translator, whose poetry has been deeply influential in Sweden, as well as around the world. He was the recipient of the 2011 Nobel Prize in Literature "because, through his condensed, transluscent images, he gives us fresh access to reality".
Tranströmer received his secondary education at the Södra Latin School in Stockholm and graduated as a psychologist from Stockholm University in 1956. He began writing at thirteen, and published his first collection of poems, 17 dikter (Seventeen Poems) in 1954. An English translation by Robin Fulton of his entire body of work, New Collected Poems, was published in the UK in 1987 and expanded in 1997. ... more »
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The Indoors Is Endless
It’s spring in 1827, Beethoven
hoists his death-mask and sails off.
The grindstones are turning in Europe’s windmills.
The wild geese are flying northwards.
Here is the north, here is Stockholm
swimming palaces and hovels.
The logs in the royal fireplace
collapse from Attention to At Ease.
Peace prevails, vaccine and potatoes,
but the city wells breathe heavily.
Privy barrels in sedan chairs like paschas
are carried by night over the North Bridge.
The cobblestones make them stagger
mamselles loafers gentlemen.