Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | August 4, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Yes, Of Course It Hurts

by Karin Boye (1900 – 1941).


Yes, Of Course It Hurts


Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking.

Why else would the springtime falter?

Why would all our ardent longing

bind itself in frozen, bitter pallor?

After all, the bud was covered all the winter.                                       5

What new thing is it that bursts and wears?

Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking,

hurts for that which grows

and that which bars.


Yes, it is hard when drops are falling.                                                    10

Trembling with fear, and heavy hanging,

cleaving to the twig, and swelling, sliding –

weight draws them down, though they go on clinging.

Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided,

hard to feel the depths attract and call,                                               15

yet sit fast and merely tremble –

hard to want to stay

and want to fall.


Then, when things are worst and nothing helps

the tree’s buds break as in rejoicing,                                                     20

then, when no fear holds back any longer,

down in glitter go the twig’s drops plunging,

forget that they were frightened by the new,

forget their fear before the flight unfurled –

feel for a second their greatest safety,                                                25

rest in that trust

that creates the world.

(Transl. by David McDuff)


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