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My self-confidence comes from the fact that I have discovered my own dimensions. It does not behoove me to make myself smaller than I am.
Edith Södergran -
Of all our sunny world I wish only for a garden sofa where a cat is sunning itself. There I should sit with a letter at my breast, a single small letter. That is what my dream looks like.
Edith Södergran
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That the stars are adamant everyone understands— but I won’t give up seeking joy on each blue wave or peace below every gray stone.
Edith Södergran -
In far-off lands stand the great stones on which my thoughts rest. It was a foreigner who wrote the strange words on the hard board that is called my soul. Days and nights I lie and think about things that never happened: my thirsty soul was once given a drink.
Edith Södergran -
I have a luck cat in my arms, it spins threads of luck. Luck cat, luck cat, make for me three things: make for me a golden ring, to tell me that I am lucky; make for me a mirror to tell me that I am beautiful; make for me a fan to waft away my cumbersome thoughts. Luck cat, luck cat, spin for me some news of my future!
Edith Södergran -
I live on in the sweetness of old days with strangers who build new dwellings on blue hills up to the edge of the sky, I talk softly with the captured trees and comfort them sometimes. How slowly time consumes the core of things, and soundlessly treads fate’s heavy heel.
Edith Södergran -
I was alone on a sunny shore by the forest’s pale blue lake, in the sky floated a single cloud and on the water a single isle. The ripe sweetness of summer dripped in beads from every tree and straight into my opened heart a tiny drop ran down.
Edith Södergran -
Ripe summer's sweetness dripped in pearls from every tree and into my opened heart a little drop ran down.
Edith Södergran