Fact fades into fiction (Mural in the heart of Viborg)
Cosmopolitan influences complement ancient myths
|The site of Eliel Saarinen's railway station in Viborg built in 1913. Destroyed by retreating Soviet troups, the red granite facade may be part of the original building|
The restored Orthodox church in Raivola
|Honouring Edith Södergran ... and her cat!|
Du sökte en blomma You sought a flower
och fann en frukt. and found a fruit.
Du sökte en källa You sought a source
och fann ett hav. and found a sea.
du sökte en kvinna You sought a woman
och fann en själ - and found a soul -
du är besviken. you're disappointed.
Räisälä church, 2011 and 1939
Source: Emil Ems and “Karelen – Landet som var” (1941)
The rediscovered vicarage in Räisälä
The communal retirement home built in 1932
|The church bell now calls to evening drinks instead of to divine service|
Nevertheless, we drove past Teerilä and parked the car on a high spot to view the valley and the lake. We rested and from a distance a lost world rose in our imagination. Elderly couples strolled with parasols in the large park. The ladies wore long gowns and the men bore elegant military uniforms. A black bull stomped threateningly and paced back and forth in the meadow. Several boisterous youngsters rowed a boat across the lake to make social calls on neighbours. A parrot sat in the bow, swearing in Russian. Rejuvenated by this vision, we drove off just as an elegant peacock strutted by our car and nodded as if to bid us farewell.
The magic lake in Terrilä?
Hapenensaari was the fixed point in Emil Zilliacus life and he lived to see its destruction. He could not have foreseen this in the poem he wrote in 1925. Fifteen years later, the fixed point was no more.
-mitt hem, mitt hägn, min egen värld i världen- - my home, my fort, my own world in this world -