Yesterday I’ve been to a poetry night. This was quite unexpected, but as I was passing one of the university buildings, I saw that they had a poetry reading night, with the theme Tomas Tranströmer. Tomas Tranströmer is one of the most important Scandinavian writers alive and this year he has been awarded with the Nobel Prize in literature.
His poems are deep yet obtainable and reachable for many people. I think you’d like them.
I play Haydn after a black day
and feel a simple warmth in my hands.
The keys are willing. Soft hammers strike.
The resonance green, lively and calm.
The music says freedom exists
and someone doesn’t pay the emperor tax.
I push down my hands in my Haydnpockets
and imitate a person looking on the world calmly.
I hoist the Haydnflag – it signifies:
“We don’t give in. But want peace.’
The music is a glass-house on the slope
where the stones fly, the stones roll.
And the stones roll right through
but each pane stays whole.