East Elivoga # 14696

Austan Elivoga. Poems by Böðvar Guðmundsson. Here is Böðvar's first book of poetry.


Valley area



She creeps from the sea into the valley on dewy shoes.

and spreads its down on the hollows and green paths

of the towns, covering them one by one,

a vast ocean, which can neither be stirred nor churned

beach or seaweed.

She rushes to the steep and leaves.

with cold, burdensome hands on guard and search,

Then the boy walks out of the rock, a brown-haired troll,

Slopes and hillsides pull in dizzying falls.



She misleads the shepherd who seeks sheep and sees

the black elf children playing in open fields,

and hears the scum wail, knows that in a hollow

The ugly black rat translates as "nasty" and "far"

on the same paths to the river.

Or she will reject

headlong into a steep stream, a white waterfall

emerges from the canyon back above the edge.



The loneliest of all earthly giants

She roams all night long across the wide heaths

and searches in the peat for long-lost traces

of past people,

retreats aimlessly on the road

early, but gives living grasses to drink

sun-drenched tears lie.