Harry Martinson in 1974 received the Nobel Prize for Literature, the Swedish Academy and justified his award: "For a poem that reflects the entire universe in a dewdrop." This book collects the best of the poetic work of Martinson, where it melts the largest and smallest. The least is capable of holding the universe. Where appropriate, the statement is also true that most local author becomes more universal. Martinson interested in his work by a lot of topics, from the consequences art and progress to the smallest flower, of his travels around the world ("I am currently peeling potatoes in the heart of Congo) to the forests of their land. But particularly important is in his nature, which has rarely been described so beautifully. Highlights the accuracy and thoroughness of the smallest detail, a feature borrowed from the lyric china.
"I chose to sing the little things,
the sailors climb blades of grass and fire
coal of fireflies in the grass. Because under the grass
rest a day,
with small lanterns of fireflies around me
and the wind blow back and forth
with the songs of crickets and rattles
aspens. " Harry Martinson
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