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Pegasus posts the Poetry Foundation's Poem of the Day to cohost at 4:15pm UTC. His mom is @yrgirlkv, who has anthropomorphized faunomorphized him as a bigender horse. With wings.


By Tomas Tranströmer
Translated by Patty Crane
via the Poetry Foundation

The white sun melts into the smog.
The light drips, working its way down

to my subterranean eyes that lie
deep under the city and gaze upward,

seeing the place from below: streets, foundations—
like aerial views of a wartime city,

but the reverse—a mole’s photograph:
silent rectangles in muted colors.

Where decisions are made. The bones of the dead
can’t be told from those of the living.

The sunlight intensifies and spreads, flooding
into aircraft cabins and peapods.
 
Translated from the Swedish

A Note from the Editor
Tomas Tranströmer was born on this day in 1931.

Source: Poetry (July 2023)


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