Mysterious disappearance of a pair of glasses in Lodmundarfjordur. Poem for Bernd Koberling.
Mysterious disappearance of a pair of glasses in Lodmundarfjördur
poem for Bernd Koberling
Hunched over all day
on the heather moor
looking for his glasses,
with colours everywhere
after painting on all the sheets
that are swept across the hillock
in the breeze
That autumn,
back in Friedelstrasse,
the glasses are found
Gyrdir ElÃasson
Translated by Bernard Scudder
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