Veronika Kivisilla
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The greatest and saddest loneliness
is that of the muskox
on the Taymyr tundra
where that lies
...
Someone with fake nails
next to me on the bus
is studying from a notebook with orderly handwriting
how to mix cocktails
...
We'd haughtily agreed
we'd have nothing to do with each other
saying significantly
that we do not play with electricity
...
One precious thing in my childhood
was a marzipan owl
whom I didn't have the heart
to eat
...
Veronika Kivisilla Biography
Veronika Kivisilla (born December 21, 1978 in Tallinn) has worked as a teacher, composed textbooks and songbooks, has sung and played instruments in several old-style and folk ensembles, and currently works as a project manager at the Estonian Writers' Union. So far, she has published three poetry collections.)
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***[The greatest and saddest loneliness]
The greatest and saddest loneliness
is that of the muskox
on the Taymyr tundra
where that lies
the muskox knows not, either
does it grasp that it is
Ovibos moschatus
and that behind the melancholic mask
of its sad scruff
is hiding someone
who isn't obtuse at all
with its hoof, it paws
the hopeless permafrost
something warm and good
was probably left down there
still steaming
Translated from Estonian by Adam Cullen
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