I discovered Tranströmer during a long, dark Berlin winter. It was through Krista Tippett’s On Being podcast, in the episode with Teju Cole, where he describes Tranströmer as the Swedish poet who “seemed to have unusual access to this membrane between this world and some other world that, as Paul Éluard said, is also in this one. Tranströmer, in his poetry, keeps slipping into that space.” He adds, “So for many winters now, he is actually the primary poet I read through winter, to get me through winter. I keep returning.” Tranströmer helped me through that winter.
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My life comes back to me
I am reading Selected Poems by Tomas Tranströmer, and in a short essay titled "The Name," someone wakes up and doesn't remember who they are. It takes them several seconds to remember. Tranströmer writes about …