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Dear Mrs H. Many thanks for the seeds! The day before yesterday, and yesterday too, I was already eager to prepare the flower bed. The weather, alas, was quite freezing. Some people can easily wait for a more suitable time, but our generation has still that wartime anxiety in our veins \u2013 what cannot be done today, won\u2019t be done at all. All that restlessness and unease\u2026
26 May 1977<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dear T. A thousand thanks from all my heart for your letter. Solitude is indeed not a light matter, it weighs heavy on you, suppresses and pulls you apart. Now, however, it\u2019s so much easier: let the huge world around me go about its business, sometimes pushing \u2013 so what; the day decides to be scorching hot \u2013 fine by me, or turns more than just cool \u2013 I don\u2019t care; the night displays mocking indifference \u2013 let it display what it wants; I\u2019ll just lie down on my bed. But despite all that there\u2019s a weirdly annoying element, very much alive in my body and soul that keeps throbbing and even pulsating, and it gives me no peace, being grim and desolate at times, then sad or ecstatically blissful\u2026
27 May 1993<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dear J. So good to hear that you continue your studies over there. Peace and goodwill are the things that keep this world of ours together. Try not to think of the lights of Tallinn so much, then home-sickness won\u2019t be so hard to bear. I wish literary scholarship every success, its role during the next century will perhaps be even greater than now, only if it becomes more like a creative art itself. Life requires more and more flexibility that must be carried by the same human being, its own beginning and its own orientation, a slice of forest on landscape and a grain of dream and a ribbon of fantasy between the full moon and earth. You asked after my life and health \u2013 not much change there. I feel old age in my bones, days and nights vanish without a trace, I keep polishing the Elder Edda, then there are all those little chores of a bachelor, haven\u2019t translated anything for a long time\u2026
30 October 1992<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dear H. I\u2019m truly sorry for not having replied sooner. It often happens with me that thousands of half-done things must be finished at the same time, some indeed so urgent that +++++ and my brains are in tatters, all so that I could complete the work I have started, in this case two pieces of the 8th century. They seem different at first sight, but both give a perfect description of absolute solitude, which is perhaps one state of everything that exists and lives\u2026 human life is infinitely slow, all chances seem to slip away, before you can properly weigh them\u2026 I was born on 23 April 1921 that obviously determined my fate: university was left unfinished, I was the last fox of Corporation Sakala, with orders to maintain that position in 1940 when the corporation was as good as extinct, and only this spring the young kaasv\u00f5itlejad men released me from that non-existent duty\u2026
31 July 1989<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dear M. \u2026 it seems as if the brain cells are sloshing around in my old skull ever slower these days, naturally I try to convince myself that the resulting thoughts are the more profound, but who needs such thoughts anyway; quietly wrestling with those Anglo-Saxon chronicles, what they thought worthwhile during five centuries fits nicely into two pages\u2026still, I think I have to focus on the 7th and 8th centuries, something tells me they have significant things to tell us\u2026 The weather is wonderfully crisp today, too early to thrust the spade into soil, but maybe I\u2019ll just go and potter around a bit\u2026
5 March 1990<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dear A. \u2026 getting old is not a cheerful business, although I\u2019m not doing very much at all; the layer of dust in my rooms is hardly thinner than in the dragon\u2019s den in Beowulf, but on the other hand \u2013 the more of it there is, the more natural it seems, even cosy, soft as the moss padding at Frigg\u2019s place; so the only worry is to try and finish what I have started\u2026 in the hope that the five eposes will offer bits of wisdom and guidance for understanding this world of ours\u2026 following the daily events, little details or the whole change of generations, ordinary everyday occurrences or huge festivities, one inevitably notices that the genuinely insignificant things in life are constantly overvalued and the human part in us gets ever smaller\u2026 well, sorry for carrying on so, every one of us needs a slice of wisdom, being but a tiny fraction of the this world of ours\u2026
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