Forest Lake

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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.

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~ Edith Sodergran

(translated by: Stina Katchadourian)

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