Unofficial English translation of Pia Juul's first and last poem in Hvedekorn's winter 2020 edition
PIA JUUL 1962-2020, in Hvedekorn siden 1983
From the debut, Hvedekorn 4. 1983:
sunset over concrete
September’s sky is blue
I can remember
and long for
longing for
green and lush meadow grass
for golden heavy corn
for air
for wide sky
is a sharp sword
and I am struck in two
with one hew
Now, here, Hvedekorn 3-4, 2020:
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Yes, my little dear! So it was and
so it is, but now it is worse, it is not
one hew now, it is many, and stab wounds, and I am not split in two but thousands now
Every day, every hour, every moment
there is something I remember and I crumple with shame and
drift around and change nothing but continue this curious
life, and long for the selfsame things without being wiser, without being
without
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