Musaa

Composed one more poem written by Edith Sodergran. It took quite much time. Sodergran's poetry doesn't rhyme, her thoughts are sometimes a bit obscure and fantastic. And the inner rhythm of her stories is not so easy to turn into songs. But I like - I've actually always liked her poetry...

Rest of the day playing flute, domra and Akai Ewi.

Cold and biting wind howls outside.

Juha H.