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A review by thomasgoddard
The Half-Finished Heaven: Selected Poems by Tomas Tranströmer
5.0
Honestly this one really reminded me how passionate I used to be for the artform.
What Tranströmer manages to achieve here is breathtaking in its execution.
The natural and the human world overlap in this tense discourse. Winds howl as they cruise through our intimate landscapes. There are constant reminders that we have not conquered the elements, they still exist. They rust our boats and force us to huddle inside together.
Togetherness is explored throughout. A mix of life’s memories and the articulation of hope.
The cries of animals are calls to rejoin them, despite the impossibility of that request.
Everything human resembles something ecological. Everything environmental is transformed into the human.
The barriers break down in this really powerful way. And you’re left with the realisation that this is how it really is. To live is both to be a part of nature and apart from it. What a terrible situation we’ve gotten ourselves into. We are rebellious children.
At the end of this collection I felt as if we only consider the natural world unsuitable because we no longer see our place in it. Yet, if we decided to... desired it... we could reconnect and make that place into an Eden again.
One of my favourite poets now.
What Tranströmer manages to achieve here is breathtaking in its execution.
The natural and the human world overlap in this tense discourse. Winds howl as they cruise through our intimate landscapes. There are constant reminders that we have not conquered the elements, they still exist. They rust our boats and force us to huddle inside together.
Togetherness is explored throughout. A mix of life’s memories and the articulation of hope.
The cries of animals are calls to rejoin them, despite the impossibility of that request.
Everything human resembles something ecological. Everything environmental is transformed into the human.
The barriers break down in this really powerful way. And you’re left with the realisation that this is how it really is. To live is both to be a part of nature and apart from it. What a terrible situation we’ve gotten ourselves into. We are rebellious children.
At the end of this collection I felt as if we only consider the natural world unsuitable because we no longer see our place in it. Yet, if we decided to... desired it... we could reconnect and make that place into an Eden again.
One of my favourite poets now.