Blond Morning

Blond morning, lay your soft hair
against my cheek and breathe untouched in your silence.
The Earth opens wide and wider its giant jaw,
born anew in closed darkness.
On clear wings
descends the Wonder like an immense insect
brushing lightly against unsuspecting
awakening pistils.

Morning on the seventh day ...

Translated into English by Jenny Nunn in "To a friend".

Swedish original


Copyright © 1997:
Translation from Swedish into English: Jenny Nunn

Published with the permission of:
Jenny Nunn, translation.
May and Hans Mehlin, Layout.