This is an example of literary work that it's hard for me to understand. I've got it from this site: The Nobel Prize in Literature 2011
The Half-Finished Heaven
By Tomas Tranströmer
Despondency breaks off its course.
Anguish breaks off its course.
The vulture breaks off its flight.
The eager light streams out,
even the ghosts take a draught.
And our paintings see daylight,
our red beasts of the ice-age studios.
Everything begins to look around.
We walk in the sun in hundreds.
Each man is a half-open door
leading to a room for everyone.
The endless ground under us.
The water is shining among the trees.
The lake is a window into the earth.
Besides, I still need your assistance to check my grammar in a poem which I've tried to compose. I really appreciate your help, and thank you so much.
In the Night's Still
Well, what I look;
it looks like unstable.
Well, what I feel;
it seems like a flash.
All I know is
just a contrast.
All I think is
just a part of situation.
The whole is in contrast
Just like this night's wish.
Darkness needs a still to be stylish,
and it always tends to condense.
But, it lists some noisies,
looks colorful filled with mercury lights that dance.
Hear if you can't listen to..
See if you can't observe..
Everything's just a paradox:
Opposite edges build inbox.