𝑨 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔...
Wears a Tiara, occasionally,
Is the regalest thing you'll ever see,
Who sits on fancy-ass chairs,
Shares a dressmaker,
And expresses herself through a fan, *flirty* // *fed up*
Works diligently & dutifully,
For causes dear to her heart,
Is a ribbon cutter extraordinaire,
And delivers speeches like a pro,
LOVES like there's no tomorrow,
Makes core memories in her STANG,
Pops her foot for reasons no one understands,
Has the loyalist (and fluffiest) of allies,
And good Sisters by her side,
Chooses an eco-friendly mode of transport because it's 1000x more fun,
Has little 🤏 clumsy moments sometimes,
But could take down an ENTIRE Kingdom with one bow and one arrow–meh–if she wanted to,
Is an utter darling,
And the coolest thing,
Yet dances like a DORK who doesn't give a damn,
Oh and has a signature wink ;) ;) ,
Bow down, curtsey and pledge your allegiance for Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi PRINCESS of Genovia and Victoria Ingrid Alice Désirée Crown PRINCESS of Sweden 🍐♡ 🇸🇪
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For @duchessofvolterra ♡ (Your fave irl & fictional Princesses)
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Yes, of course it hurts when buds burst
– Wilhelm in the light of Karin Boye
In the second season, Wille and Simon work together on a group project about the book Kris "Crisis" by Karin Boye. The book's plot has obvious parallels to Simon and Wille's story, allowing them to reflect on their own relationship through their discussion of the book. I wonder whether including a work by Karin Boye may serve another purpose in the series as well.
In Norway where I'm from, and I think in Sweden as well, Karin Boye's name is inextricably linked to her most well-known poem Ja visst gör det ont när knoppar brister "Yes, of course it hurts when buds burst". The title/first line of this poem is particularly famous and is frequently referenced. In fact, whenever I hear or think of Karin Boye, this line automatically pops into my head, and I don't think I'm alone in that. As it happens, this poem may also serve as a beautiful metaphor for Wille's journey in the series.
Here is the full poem, first in the original Swedish version, then in an English translation slightly adapted from Jenny Nunn's translation:
Ja visst gör det ont när knoppar brister.
Varför skulle annars våren tveka?
Varför skulle all vår heta längtan
bindas i det frusna bitterbleka?
Höljet var ju knoppen hela vintern.
Vad är det för nytt, som tär och spränger?
Ja visst gör det ont när knoppar brister,
ont för det som växer
och det som stänger.
Ja nog är det svårt när droppar faller.
Skälvande av ängslan tungt de hänger,
klamrar sig vid kvisten, sväller, glider –
tyngden drar dem neråt, hur de klänger.
Svårt att vara oviss, rädd och delad,
svårt att känna djupet dra och kalla,
ändå sitta kvar och bara darra -
svårt att vilja stanna
och vilja falla.
Då, när det är värst och inget hjälper,
brister som i jubel trädets knoppar.
Då, när ingen rädsla längre håller,
faller i ett glitter kvistens droppar .
glömmer att de skrämdes av det nya,
glömmer att de ängslades för färden –
känner en sekund sin största trygghet,
vilar i den tillit som skapar världen.
Yes, of course it hurts when buds burst.
Otherwise why would spring hesitate?
Why would all our fervent longing
be bound in the frozen bitter haze?
The bud was the casing all winter.
What is this new thing, which consumes and bursts?
Yes, of course it hurts when buds burst,
pain for that which grows
and for that which envelops.
Yes, it is surely hard when drops fall.
Trembling with fear they hang heavy,
clammer on the branch, swell and slide -
the weight pulls them down, how they cling.
Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided,
hard to feel the deep pulling and calling,
yet sit there and just quiver –
hard to want to stay
and to want to fall.
Then, at the point of agony when all is beyond help,
the tree's buds burst as if in jubilation,
then, when no fear holds them back any longer,
the branch's drops tumble in a shimmer,
forgetting that they were afraid of the new,
forgetting that they were fearful of the journey –
feeling for a second their greatest security,
resting in the trust
that creates the world.
In the series, we see how Wille goes from letting his family dictate his life, to realising what agency he does have, and finding his own voice and path. We see him going from trying to conform to what is expected of someone in his role, to prioritising himself and Simon and their love. We see him going from struggling with whether he as a crown prince can be openly queer, to coming out very publicly.
Karin Boye's poem reminds us of why Wille couldn't free himself from the expectations of him as crown prince and come out earlier: because the growth he goes through hurts so damn much. Even spring hesitates. How can we fault Wille for doing the same?
However, Boye's poem also provides us with hope. They start the group project on her book in episode three of season two, a very painful episode where Wille sinks into the depths of hopelessness and despair. It is as though the reference to Boye's poem which for me at least is implied here, tries to reassure us and Wille that everything will be alright. No matter how long spring hesitates, it will always arrive at last. The painful events of this episode is a catalyst for Wille and Simon's journey back to each other again, for Wille finding his voice and forging his own path. And we know that when no fear holds them back any longer, the drops will fall and spring will arrive at last. This moment comes during Wille's speech at the very end of the season, where he says: Jag är också rädd. Men jag tänker sluta med det nu. "I'm also scared. But that ends now." Immediately afterwards, he owns up to being in the video with Simon, thereby publicly coming out as queer and freeing himself from what has been expected of him as crown prince. The he turns and smiles at Simon, who smiles back. The buds have burst as in jubilation.
Whether the writers intend to evoke this poem or not, it perfectly encapsulates the enormous growth Wille goes through during these first two seasons. The growing process is incredibly painful, but it is what ultimately allows Wille to blossom and turn into a truer, better version of himself, letting everyone see the colours he has previously kept hidden inside himself. I can't wait to see Wille blossom in season three!
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