Poetry. Translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton. Robin Fulton generously delivers precise translations of the renowned Swedish poet Kjell Espmark. Espmark may speak eloquently of a man without voice, withoutthe sufficient language to act, as he writes in his poem "Silence": It's getting dark. The spruce trees blackenlike the pages of my calendar. But turn the pagesand let the blackness light your way.Yes, I usually speak in a borrowed voice, the voice of the woman who reads in metranslating my Swedish into Swedish.Like pressing oneself through a keyholeand almost getting shoulders and hips through it.But this poet's words ring in our ears in a language beyond words, beyond continents or social strata; his voice is that of a man who has something to say that we all must hear.