"Unknown Things". 7 of 12.
Were set before me on earth.
But once I touched them I'd known them
right back from the blinding sight, I caught
of the glacier by whose foot red and golden
birds foraged in the shadow of tall mammoths
and the noise I heard from the bells and the smell
of church porches, earth in March, so many springs . . .
Everyday tools they were. A hammer, a saw and
the things which people during the time they have on earth
learn the names of, and cut into each other with.
Henrik Norbrant. Translated from the Danish
by Robin Fulton.
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