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Sprek. Poems and essays by Jökul Pétursson.
Sprek is Jökul Pétursson's first and only book.
In Vísir, November 1, 1961, there is an interview with Jökul Pétusson, poet and master painter. The subject of the interview is the publication of the poetry book Sprek . We take a look at the interview: -
You get into something different.
the state of seeing the first
get their book published.
I'm certainly not alone.
there. There is uncertainty all over
around a person. What has
What really happened? How?
Will this "spirituality" of a person be accepted?
a man to regret this, or
Does a man deserve praise? A man
stands alone like a big
question mark in front
mystery.
— Are you an atomic poet?
— No, please tell me.
for you.
— Are you against them?
— I can handle it better.
the old song. I like tradition
the style and the rhyme
suitable for our Icelandic poetry.
There is nothing else there.
not at home.
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The weather was bad, pouring rain.
It's raining and I don't trust myself.
out. I was bored. — Bored.
But then the spirit came
suddenly upon me and I wrote
then in one doomsday blast
rhyme by Pétri Salómonsson
The Earl of Gullstrand. There is
this theme is about the Battle of Selsvarar
the warrior:
Peter beat, Peter cut
Peter the Hardy showed his claws.
Peter defended himself, Peter laughed,
Peter is never deprived of peace.
And the conclusion of Pétursríma is as follows
The season is coming soon and the weather is cheerful,
playing despite the waves.
Say goodbye loudly, but the sea is blue
listens intently to a rhyming episode.
Sprek is Jökul Pétursson's first and only book.
In Vísir, November 1, 1961, there is an interview with Jökul Pétusson, poet and master painter. The subject of the interview is the publication of the poetry book Sprek . We take a look at the interview: -
You get into something different.
the state of seeing the first
get their book published.
I'm certainly not alone.
there. There is uncertainty all over
around a person. What has
What really happened? How?
Will this "spirituality" of a person be accepted?
a man to regret this, or
Does a man deserve praise? A man
stands alone like a big
question mark in front
mystery.
— Are you an atomic poet?
— No, please tell me.
for you.
— Are you against them?
— I can handle it better.
the old song. I like tradition
the style and the rhyme
suitable for our Icelandic poetry.
There is nothing else there.
not at home.
--------
The weather was bad, pouring rain.
It's raining and I don't trust myself.
out. I was bored. — Bored.
But then the spirit came
suddenly upon me and I wrote
then in one doomsday blast
rhyme by Pétri Salómonsson
The Earl of Gullstrand. There is
this theme is about the Battle of Selsvarar
the warrior:
Peter beat, Peter cut
Peter the Hardy showed his claws.
Peter defended himself, Peter laughed,
Peter is never deprived of peace.
And the conclusion of Pétursríma is as follows
The season is coming soon and the weather is cheerful,
playing despite the waves.
Say goodbye loudly, but the sea is blue
listens intently to a rhyming episode.