"The Baltic Seas"
Briefly

"In Robertson's rendition, the poem cascades between telegrams and wonderings-‘Did he keep a map of the maze in his head?’-between walks with the dead, tilted gravestones, and sea-bound logbooks."
"This is to say that the revelations of 'The Baltic Seas'-written and published in Swedish fifty years ago, during the Cold War-endure, as pointed as they ever were."
Read at The New Yorker
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