Mia Tryst's Reviews > The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems

Sigh. I am having major difficulties liking this book. Maybe the translations are bad. The writing did not engage me. Maybe after a pot of coffee, some donuts (for their sugar content) and a few more years, I'll be wedded to Tranströmer's poetry. It's not happening now. It's like waiting for the light to come on and I'm just really stumbling around in the dark trying to get my bearings.