Faroes Islands, July 2018
From my notes:
“Coma pack” factory
Closed down shops with sun-faded boxes for table fans and lawnmowers
Flags half mast
Happy people
Woman sitting outside of Bónus and Effo
Pet sheep
15 degrees
Building something in the harbour
Um Hovsegg - mountain pass over tunnel
Hov: mysterious building & Viking grave
Gáyur (?): Ruth Smith museum
Sumba: kids playing
Lighthouse & Sammi: talk football, walks, tourists and sites.
Mountains and bird cliffs, 470m, vertical clouds washing over, gulls as tiny dots, give up trying to capture the scale
Famjen: prototype Faroe flag, snacks and waffles
Hvalba grey beach, daisies and detritus
Sandvík: sculpture of swimming man and ship
Park of Trongisvágur, forest and benches, hung up dummies
Leave the island in the mist, Litli Dímin haloed in grey clouds, Stór Dímon and back to Streymoy.
A winter road trip around Iceland, seen through the car windows.
From my notes:
- Yellow plains and misty mountains in the south
- Waves at Reynisfjara
- Sunset, drenched pink turning to luminous colours and purple, burnt blue, ashen midnight gray and then black.
- Snow packed mountains
- Highland outback - frozen lake
- Road vanishing road to Hoffellsjökull
- Blissful seaside walk of Höfn as the sky begins to bruise
- Tunnel feels like a gate to the real east
- Two wild reindeer, lens flare nacreous sky, Hvalnes lighthouse, sea spray mist, jagged mountains, avalanche defences, black road vanishes into the shadowy fjörds
- Stars vanishing behind mountains
- Grey blustery morning
- Long valley to Egillstadir
- Yellow house buried in snow
- Waterfall frozen in mid motion
- Rivers buried under snow
- Freezing wind pouring off the highlands
- View across black and white streaked highlands
- Yellow grass coming through like brushstrokes in monochrome land
- Herðubreið standing proud against pink sky
- Sun glistening on frozen Mývatn, huge snowy lopsided volcano crater
- Slippery Góðafoss, sculpted snow daggers
- Oxnadalur pass - towering spiky mountains, snow dancing over the road, trucks roaring past spraying us with slush
- Yellow grass peeping through snow, well kept farms, Varmahlíð village nestled against the hillside
- Feeling absolutely perfectly lost
Three visual poems for ‘The Factory’ exhibition in Djúpavík.
New messy mixtape. Psychedelic French beach trash, lo-fi Russian rap, sparkling Icelandic synth pop, botanical drones, shuffling 80s NYC wrong disco, etcetera. Love these songs. ✨💁🏼
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internetpoetry:
Circular love poem by johnbrnlvrogers.
There is a smudge of your lipstick on my tea cup.
There is a part of me that follows you around like a sad ghost.
On this airport stool I am loving you fiercely.
