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Articles tagged "Sjon"


when your eyes pause on the ball that hangs on the third branch from a star you remember why it got dark and why it is getting light again the earth (like the heart) leans back in its seat and like that it travels along an orbit drawn in the darkness unpolished pearl in sky-black palm of hand flickering sun-flame you remember that you yourself are a light-bearer who receives her radiance from others © Sjón. By arrangement with the author. Translation ©...

the stone collector’s song

i remember the thirst and the darkness i remember one-way streets i remember closed alleys and you you pointed to a cellar door there used to be a pub there which we visited a lot here it is you said comfortingly your stone collection it isn’t lost in the shelves behind the bar waits the iceland spar all my stones brimstone – pyrite – opal and jasper – dear friends! none of you have i forgotten and up there on the ceiling hang the...

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