On Wednesday 17 March, the 5th day of the "Printemps des Poètes", we share one of the favourite poems of the Deputy Secretary General of the Council of Europe, Bjørn Berge.
A FREED CHANNEL
A freed channel
opened out in the frozen heart.
The ice melted at a warm word
and the water lay still and black
with new breath.
Overhead the wires sang
in a daring tension
between unlike minds,
a wide arc
in the pale blue.
All sorts of cold fish
darted to and fro
But the still black water waited
and the first boat also appeared
as if from itself,
its painting peeling from the sides
after the winter,
and the water and the boat spoke quietly
about life's blissful moments.
Tarjei Vesaas (1897–1970), Translated by Anthony Barnett.