Eva Tind Kristensen: Two Poems

the first lake

I stare down at a korean lake. it is so big that it has no

end. my korean lake creates an inner korean pressure. I spread

my korean arms out and put them round the bottomless korean

lake. I place my head in the lap of the korean lake

let myself be rocked to sleep in blue-black korean water. when I wake up,

I sit at the edge of a korean sea. my korean hair is now

blue. my korean shoes are

the second lake of sorrow

I stare down at a danish lake. it is so big that it has no end.
my danish lake creates an inner danish pressure. I spread my danish
arms out and put them round the bottomless danish lake. I place my
head in the lap of the danish lake, let myself be rocked to sleep
in blue-black danish water. when I wake up, I sit at the edge of a
danish sea. my danish hair is now blue. my danish shoes are

translated from Danish by David McDuff
 
From Do, Gyldendal, Copenhagen, 2009
 
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