Hannah TelluselleNov 13, 2023A new poem in SwedishA little something that came to me today, in Swedish: Jag tittar efter dig, och hoppas att du ser mig. Där bak i kön, Jag ber en bön. Då...
Hannah TelluselleSep 15, 2023Fall is hereA poem for the season: Fall is here, I dread winter with fear. I pull up my blanket, Counting the days, I bet. I look out the window,...
Hannah TelluselleJul 27, 2023My first poem in SwedishThe first time I wrote a poem, was in spring 1993, after I had been randomly running into the same guy. Whether it was on the commuter...
Hannah TelluselleFeb 24, 2023A plant poemIf I was a plant, which one would I be? I would grow tall, so I could see. I would grow wide, filled with sun's light, from side to side,...