Hannu Salakka, “The Snowfall Slowly Sifts the Air Pollution”

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Lumisade seuloo hitaasti ilman epäpuhtaudet.
Seinät ovat kylmät,
tekee mieli nostaa jalat tuolille.
Vatsassasi
ihon alla on arpia
niinkuin jonkin tuntemattoman eläimen kynsiminä.
Lapsi juoksi jo lattiala
ja puhuu itselleen omalla kielellään,
se on jo lähdössä,
me jäämässä tähän.

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The snowfall slowly sifts the air pollution.
The walls are cold,
Making you feel like propping your feet on the armchair.
Under the skin
In your stomach are scars
Like an unknown animal’s claws.
The child dashes round the floor,
Speaking to itself in its own tongue.
It’s on its way,
We’re staying here.

Hannu Salakka, Ennen kapaisin tähän (Otava, 1983)

Translation and photograph by Living in FIN

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