
submerging my mind in The Finn Family
Moomintroll by Tove Jansson, escaping
symptoms of reaction to food and the
loneliness in my office
Preparing to sleep all winter, Moominmamma
served their pine-needle supper on the verandah,
Moominpappa covered the chandelier with a net
to keep it from getting dusty, everyone crept into
a bed to make a cozy nest
They will have wonderful dreams and wake up in
the spring; Moominhouse will turn into a snowball;
the clocks will stop ticking one by one when winter
is come to the Valley of Moomins… my identity
crisis is solved
Now I know who I am – a Moomintroll,
of course; I should be sleeping
all winter long!
Tove Jansson “Finn Family Moomintroll”
(translated by Elizabeth Portch)
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