I saw a tree

Edith Södergran: Poems

I saw a tree that was larger than all others

and full of inaccessible cones,

I saw a large church with open doors

and all the ones coming out were pale, strong,

ready to die;

I saw a woman, smiling and greasepainted

throwing dice over her happiness,

and I saw her lose.


Around these things were drawn a circle

none can transgress.