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Fífulogar. Poem by Erla.
There is a long volume called Erla's Almanac, in which the poet writes about every day of the year.
September
4. Flashing falling leaves from a branch
The breeze caresses the forest.
Thus my one and only hope
out into the blue it blows.
5. Out by the laughing calm lay
poems of pure resonance.
A broken branch and a bent straw
sing in unison.
6. Is the spirit paralyzed by longing?
under a long winter.
A wounded duck, with few feathers
can't fly.
7. Golden river rays:
The Ránarvegur road sparkles.
The full moon shines brightly
grins foolishly.
8. Lóur says goodbye. The leaf color leaves
light on the pink valley
The summer breeze is gone.
the flowers fall into the chosen one.
There is a long volume called Erla's Almanac, in which the poet writes about every day of the year.
September
4. Flashing falling leaves from a branch
The breeze caresses the forest.
Thus my one and only hope
out into the blue it blows.
5. Out by the laughing calm lay
poems of pure resonance.
A broken branch and a bent straw
sing in unison.
6. Is the spirit paralyzed by longing?
under a long winter.
A wounded duck, with few feathers
can't fly.
7. Golden river rays:
The Ránarvegur road sparkles.
The full moon shines brightly
grins foolishly.
8. Lóur says goodbye. The leaf color leaves
light on the pink valley
The summer breeze is gone.
the flowers fall into the chosen one.