I found a document with quotes from “Över vattnet går jag – skiss till en poetik” by Pia Tafdrup. She wrote (in my translation):
The world is understood from within. Therefore I feel the world through myself. It might sound like hubris, but is rather the opposite – a humble way to approach that which isn’t me.
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I am alone with the pain. It is all my own, but that is not enough: it is an image of how alone I am – like the fact that I won’t be put to answer for the harm that I have caused upon myself.
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My poems always carry an intrinsic necessity and are therefore infinitely vulnerable in a meeting with the outside world. It is a special action to show something that no one has wished for or requested. Every time.
Oh, how I miss writing. I never really wrote poetry, but the prose. Kirke asked me the other day if I would write a short story for her that she could turn into a short film. Maybe that’s what I should do this summer.
Katja Malmborg 