Paavo Haavikko
Translated by Anselm Hollo
from The Winter Palace

The Ninth Poem

And, sleeping, I am always in the tree I see
When day and night are even, autumn is abroad;

That swarm of birds,
It flew
Through the eyes;

Keep yourself warm
When the pools are freezing,
Here, at the bottom of the sky,

When the sky is thin, and does not hold
And the soul
                     is set free.