ICELAND – a poem by Em Clair
(From the forthcoming book: Be a smiler...):
Em Clair is a poet who expresses the
language of the heart exceptionally well. Her poetry moves the deepest, loveliest
feelings of the soul. I was deeply honoured to accept her poem “Iceland” that
she sent to me after spending time in my country.
Em Clair er ljóðskáld sem tjáir tungumál sálarinnar sérlega vel. Ljóð
hennar snerta djúpt við fegurstu tilfinningum hjartans. Það var sérlegur heiður
fyrir mig að taka á móti ljóðinu „Iceland“
sem hún sendi mér eftir dvöl sína á Íslandi.
Iceland
Across
the sunlit sky in Iceland, words
are written into your eyes
and they say
are written into your eyes
and they say
“Freedom”
When someone passes you on the street
their smile is easy, even if
they haven’t practiced it yet today, even if
you are the first person
to step into their shop and run your hand along
the fur-lined clothing, and the leathers
and the wools...
their smile is easy, even if
they haven’t practiced it yet today, even if
you are the first person
to step into their shop and run your hand along
the fur-lined clothing, and the leathers
and the wools...
Oh,
You can try to close some part of you,
but fast and gentle humor will open it
but fast and gentle humor will open it
In Iceland
If you walk down to the waterline, swans, or ducks
or seagulls will cover you in sounds, and in wings of light
and when you hug your clothing closer around you,
embracing the sharp oceanic winds and crystal blue, you smile,
because you discover
what everyone before you has discovered:
or seagulls will cover you in sounds, and in wings of light
and when you hug your clothing closer around you,
embracing the sharp oceanic winds and crystal blue, you smile,
because you discover
what everyone before you has discovered:
There’s a certain warmth in Iceland
that only its freedom
that only its freedom
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