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Edith Södergran




Edith Södergran

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born
April 04, 1892

died
June 24, 1923

gender
female

place of birth
St. Petersburg, Russian Federation

genre
Poetry


about this author

Edith Irene Södergran was a Finland-Swedish poet.

Södergran was born in St Petersburg in 1892. In 1907, Edith's father died from tuberculosis and in the following year, Edith was also diagnosed with the disease. She was sent to a sanatorium, but did not feel at ease there. The feelings of captivity caused by the disease and the sanatorium are a recurring theme in her poetry.

In October 1911, Edith and her mother traveled to Arosa in Switzerland where Edith was examined by different doctors. After a few months, she was transferred to the Davos-Dorf sanatorium. In May 1912, her condition had improved enough for her to return home. Eventually, the disease returned and Edith Södergran died in 1923 in her home in Raivola...more




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Love & Solitude: Selected Poem... Love & Solitude: Selected Poems 1916-1923 (International Poetry Series, No 1)
by Edith Södergran
avg rating 4.14 — 14 ratings — published 1916
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Complete Poems Complete Poems
by Edith Södergran
avg rating 4.20 — 10 ratings — published 1977
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Dikter och aforismer Dikter och aforismer (Samlade skrifter 1)
by Edith Södergran
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The Poet Who Created Herself:... The Poet Who Created Herself: The Selected Letters of Edith Sodergran (Series a (Norvik Press), No. 18.)
by Edith Södergran
avg rating 4.50 — 2 ratings — published 2001
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De Mooiste van Edith Södergra... De Mooiste van Edith Södergran
by Edith Södergran
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Elamani, kuolemani ja kohtalon... Elamani, kuolemani ja kohtaloni: Kootut runot
by Edith Södergran
avg rating 5.00 — 1 rating — published 1995
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Septemberlyran Septemberlyran
by Edith Södergran
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سرزمینی Ú©Ù‡ وجود Ù... سرزمینی Ú©Ù‡ وجود ندارد
by Edith Södergran, نامدار ناصر (Translator)
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Antología poética Antología poética
by Edith Södergran
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Poems Poems
by Edith Södergran
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"The inner fire is the most important thing mankind possesses."
Edith Södergran
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"My self-confidence comes from the fact that I have discovered my own dimensions. It does not behoove me to make myself smaller than I am."
Edith Södergran
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"Love

My soul was a light-blue gown, sky-coloured;
I left it on a cliff by the sea
and naked I came to you, resembling a woman.
And like a woman I sat at your table
and drank a toast with wine and breathed in the scent of several roses.
You found me beautiful, resembling something you'd seen dreaming,
I forgot everything, I forgot my childhood and my homeland,
I knew only that your caresses held me captive.
And, smiling, you took up a mirror and bade me look.
I saw that my shoulders were made of dust and crumbled away,
I saw that my beauty was sick and had no desire other than to - disappear.
Oh, hold me close in your arms, so tightly that I need nothing."
Edith Södergran (Poems)
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