WINTER TRIP

Jyri Schreck(1927-1982)

River, dark banks

till the sea, we depart.

Over the water there are flakes,

branch is numb with cold,

and dawn is a nightly streak,

we depart.

A sail can be heard: in it

flutters wind, soon shore glows

light, thin snow.

(Talvimatka)

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