Language is pale,
I don’t have any words to describe what I experience in Iceland.
It’s magic but much more than that,
I started to write a daily since I went back, day 1 day 2…etc
The only thing I bought was a photography book, called “Black Sky” about the abandoned farms in Iceland in black and white. There’re poems with the pictures, both in Icelandic and in English.
Now, I’d love to share them with you.
The time to say goodbye
– isn’t it always