Bengt Berg

Humanity

It´s called humanity but can´t be googled. Humanity is not for sale and can´t be bought on-line. It lies in your empty hand if you open it and see.

A new day

… just like a week ago Lucky to have the weather you can always hang your alphabet on the weather and the mail you're waiting for, the postman also arrived a week ago

The cat is like me a week older, but the light gets lighter, spring is up ahead it's just a couple of pine trees in the way and a whooper swan flying upside down

But then spring arrives like a letter in the mailbox, like a whooper swan, right side-up

Translated by Agneta Falk

Bengt Berg was born in Torsby, Värmland, Sweden. Poet, translator and editor. Published more than 40 books, mostly poetry.