Edith Södergran

Ripe summer’s sweetness drippedin pearls from every treeand into my opened hearta little drop ran down.

Ripe summer’s sweetness drippedin pearls from every treeand into my opened hearta little drop ran down.

– Edith Södergran –

Poems 1916

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