Author: Edith Södergran

Cited by

• Jostein Gaarder (1)
  • IN: Through a Glass, Darkly (1998) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Joy is a butterfly Fluttering low over the earth, But sorrow is a bird With big, strong, black wings. They lift you high above life Flowing below in sunlight and growth. The bird of sorrow flies high To where the angels of grief keep watch Over death's lair.
    FROM: A poem from her notebook written when she was sixteen years old, (1908), Poem, Finland