Autumn 2013
Autumn 2013
Autumn 2013
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Authors<br />
i n r i k u s , M a i r e I r o a n d M a r e t V a h e r<br />
essence of things she reveals something<br />
surprising and escapes the difference<br />
between the big and the small”. Pärtna<br />
writes about the small, simple and ordinary,<br />
but she does it in a well-refined way so that<br />
the results are harmonious and refreshing<br />
against the background of modern poetry.<br />
Pärtna has been publishing her poems in<br />
magazines since 2005; her début collection<br />
At the Grassroots appeared in 2010. This<br />
first collection contains plenty of “cosmic<br />
romanticism”, which hints at her orientation<br />
towards the future and yearning for something<br />
better, and at a search for ways to<br />
achieve this better future. On the other hand,<br />
it is the poetry of solitude, where solitude is<br />
something much more than simple loneliness.<br />
It embodies the relations between a<br />
voice, present here and now, and absent<br />
others, and speaks to readers through a<br />
common everyday milieu.<br />
Thresholds and Pillars is Pärtna’s<br />
second collection; devoid of cosmic romanticism,<br />
it digs deeper into something else.<br />
Pärtna’s poetry has become more pictorial in<br />
the sense that she is verbally mapping her<br />
surrounding environment and her own,<br />
sensually experienced places, and her<br />
poems form a kind of verbal-mental geography.<br />
Generally, her poetry centres on<br />
nature, but natural objects and temporal<br />
moments are compacted into her personal<br />
experience, backed up by her solitude in the<br />
city. The “rain has grown into silence, tree<br />
branches are heavy / and the sun has set.<br />
under the blades of grass / and among old fir<br />
needles somebody’s steps are shuffling. /<br />
something is rustling on a tree trunk,<br />
somebody’s wings / are brushing against<br />
sleepy tree tops. somebody’s feet are<br />
making a path // through a perfect city:<br />
across the yet unbuilt bridges / and nameless<br />
streets, past / small empty shops and<br />
cafés / on the thick foggy riverbank.” Such<br />
snapshots depict Pärtna’s home town Tartu,<br />
but also her memory of other places and<br />
moments. Landscape and space are the<br />
central themes and forms of existence in<br />
Pärtna’s poetry. “how can one remember<br />
something that remains behind / a personal<br />
experience? some clues can be found / in<br />
the space; the space is the very one that<br />
gives life to stories.” Spatiality and moving<br />
between different places give rise to the<br />
question of temporality: “time simply<br />
happens, there is / nowhere to hide from it.<br />
or even if there were, you can perhaps only /<br />
fail in your attempts to overcome its<br />
happening - / to fail, and to keep waiting for<br />
the whole winter.”<br />
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