Aniara, by Martinson, Harry, trans. by Stephen Klass & Leif Sjoberg

First, let's start off with an apology and a little explanation. I am not a great fan of poetry. The sum total of my knowledge of it comes from dimly recalled lessons from my high school days, which are now further behind me in time then I care to recall. So when I get into today's review of a SF poem called Aniara by Swedish poet Harry E. Martinson, it's pretty much as a pretender that I do so. So when I screw up, please note that it's not for lack of research (I did pl[…]

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