Blue Evening (Sininen ilta), Saima Harmaja


Simplicity often presents a difficult challenge, and the short lines in this deceptively simple poem from 1932 give the translator very little room to hide…

Azure and boundless the evening
early comes the spring.
Billowing ocean is rising
icy air to bring.

Throbbing from ocean far-distant
ships will dawn awake.
Underfoot, crackle persistent
fragile ice will break.


Sininen, rannaton ilta
kevään varhaisen.
Aavoilta kohoilevilta
tuulee kylmeten.

Etäällä ulapalla
laivat jyskyttää.
Ritisten jalkojen alla
särkyy hauras jää.

Translation by Rupert Moreton

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