Romance with the Roots

by Niillas Holmberg


Romance with the Roots

Why am I lying here
face down in the frosty undergrowth

 

thinking back
I must have stumbled on a root

dashing from my goahti
I was spreading it with branches

after making the fire

 

now I think of it
I’ll just stay put for a while

because lying here half-conscious

is the furthest refuge I can find

from disconnection

 

fall is frosty
so I look for leaves

in the roots

 

 

 

Goahti – traditional Sámi dwelling made of turf or canvas.

Ruohtasrománsa

Manin dás steanžán

njeazzi bihcon dakŋasiin

 

vuorddal
dáiden guossalit ruohttasii

dopmen sahtedohko lávus

ledjen durgegoahtán easkka

go dolla jo njuorššui

 

álemat vuos
dása mun gal orustan

velohalan dieđuheapmen

dasgo dán guhkkelii
in gáidamis gáidda

 

go čakča goddá

ferte ohcat lasttaid

ruohttasiin