From Lilliput's Saga

Edith Södergran: Poems

Finally the lazy arose –

he put his hands in every flower vase,

he felt under every leaf,

he sought the black worm in order to kill it.

While he slept in the shape of a grass straw

the black worm ate his head.

Three women came to his funeral:

his sister cried; by her side stood a dancer in violet veils,

she came only to be seen.

Alone left a woman whom he never loved.