FUNERAL MARCH

Harri Kaasalainen(1930-1967)

Sorrow in my eyes:

    plow cuts

open tomorrows

and days-after-tomorrow

       and turns

black leafs,

empty ones.

Crows on the furrow

roam the words of a funeral march

on my leafs.

(Surumarssi)

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