Paradise

Bathtub

Man is a creature of his home.

A wary animal who hopes to walk on shining streets, 

He does not trust his heart out loud

So he worships the brightness of the night sky,

 

Surely his living voice is there–

He sings in the tub to his great god.

Life gives us such beautiful pictures

But the subsequent fate is cruel.

Home is no protection.

Rebellion simply makes a man old

And then he has no further escape 

But one…  

 

 

–Jarkko Laine

(Translated from the Finnish by Stephen Kuusisto) 

 

 

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