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<br /><em>stone heart
<br />(day no. 3. heart no. 4.)
<br /><br />hearts were everywhere in iceland
<br />in stone
<br />in light
<br />..in shop windows
<br /><br />you'll see
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the road to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>so many shades of green
<br /><br />quiet
<br />beautiful
<br />tiny
<br />perfect
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the way down from snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>cloudy days and stranded boats
<br />..every hour was on the edge of rain
<br /><br />and most of the time
<br />i loved it
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the edge of stykkishhólmer / NW)</em>

<br /><em>blades
<br />and
<br />cold, cold
<br />breeze
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the edge of stykkishhólmer / NW)</em>

<br /><em>they are not shy
<br />hair tangled
<br />eyes wild
<br /><br />..they must have incredible imaginations</em>

<br /><em>more perfect than
<br />helvetica
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(rounding the loop at kalamanstunga / SW)</em>

<br /><em>an unplanned waffle heart
<br />(day no. 2. heart no. 1.)
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(city of reykjavík / SW)</em>

<br /><em>meet kria
<br />the VW van with nearly
<br />300,000 kilometers in her heart
<br /><br />rusty and beautiful, wheels and home
<br />she only broke down once, maybe twice
<br /><br />if she dies soon
<br />she will die knowing
<br />she saw everything, she saw it all
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(rounding the loop at kalamanstunga / SW)</em>

<br /><em>sykr.........(yogurt)
<br /><br />but not just any kind of yogurt
<br />amazing yogurt
<br /><br />it's almost all i ate</em>

<br /><em>where the tallest grass
<br />always leans left</em>

<br /><em>stillness is difficult
<br />unless you're in iceland
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a fjord and rockpool near hvammsvík / SW)</em>

<br /><em>the prettiest pink
<br />i may ever see
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a fjord near hvammsvík / SW)</em>

<br /><em>j as a hook
<br /><br />she'll get you
<br />and not let go
<br /><br />j's are like that
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a fjord near hvammsvík / SW)</em>

<br /><em>there is a church to the left
<br />..but this was far more beautiful
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on a road near beigaldi / SW)</em>

<br /><em>..the first rainbow
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the town of borgarnes / SW)</em>

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<br /><em>raindrops by the sea
<br />on a weed i fell in love with
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the east side of akureyri / N)</em>

<br /><em>clouds come down
<br />like sandstorms</em>

<br /><em>above a glacier,
<br />on hill made very special
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the edge of sandfellsheði / SE)</em>

<br /><em>thinking about
<br />..red shoelaces
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near a very magical place just north of dalvík / N)</em>

<br /><em>the first morning in iceland
<br />..on the bus from the airport to the city
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(kevlavík to reykjavík / SW)</em>

<br /><em>the seagull graveyard
<br /><br />this place was filled with the bones
<br />and bellies of downed seagulls
<br />one after the other
<br /><br />deep and futher in
<br />..there is a rope leading up a waterfall
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just off the road, on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>goodbye little buttercup,
<br />safe travels
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in cave of seagull death,
<br />on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>..looking up</em>

<br /><em>..exiting the cave of seagull death</em>

<br /><em>the path to the cave
<br />(of seagull death)
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just off the road, on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>a heart cairn
<br />(day no. 3. heart no. 3.)
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just outside seagull death cave,
<br />on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>yeah kria
<br /><br />also known as adventure van
<br />also known as white wolf
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>a
<br />lonely
<br />beautiful
<br />red
<br />swingset
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the way to snæfellsjökull / NW)</em>

<br /><em>..very heavy clouds</em>

<br /><em>..does laundry ever dry here
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in bill holms's town of hofsós / NW)</em>

<br /><em>the immigration center
<br />where all icelanders come to find their roots
<br />..and where their branches went
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in bill holms's town of hofsós / NW)</em>

<br /><em>the brightest green
<br />i've ever seen
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the road from djúpavík / NW)</em>

<br /><em>very strange flowers
<br /><br />similar to dandylions
<br />(but not)</em>

<br /><em>beauty + function + sod + roof</em>

<br /><em>it was beautiful
<br />..how could i not</em>

<br /><em>sunset at grettislaug
<br /><br />..the natural hotspring
<br />at the end of the road
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(at reykir farm, near the island of drangey / NW)</em>

<br /><em>a one am sunset
<br />..and those very strange flowers again</em>

<br /><em>architecture
<br />everywhere
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(somewhere in the east fjords / NE)</em>

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<br /><em>i love you, kria van</em>

<br /><em>eleven pm
<br />and perfect
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the road to akureyri, perhaps near blönduós / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>this could be...
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(slightly north of ísafjörður / NW)</em>

<br /><em>...the most beautiful painting
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(slightly north of ísafjörður / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>let me explain
<br /><br />my father and i have been trading this barbie head
<br />back and forth, for years now
<br />..hiding it in eachother's lives
<br /><br />it reappears when i least expect it
<br />..like love</em>

<br /><em>the greenest stairs to nowhere
<br />and skógafoss
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(at skógafoss (waterfall) / SE)</em>

<br /><em>nest + home
<br /><br />we find home no matter where we are
<br />no matter what may have happened
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near höfn / SE)</em>

<br /><em>a very dark
<br />and beautiful
<br />glacier
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(sandfellsheði / SE)</em>

<br /><em>a very dark
<br />and beautiful
<br />road
<br />to a glacier
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(sandfellsheði / SE)</em>

<br /><em>glacier bay
<br />where seals and tourists
<br />come to play
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(jökulsarlón / SE)</em>

<br /><em>beautiful
<br />cold
<br />light
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(sandfellsheði / SE)</em>

<br /><em>soft stones
<br />and black sand
<br /><br />the only sand i love
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(beach at jökulsarlón / SE)</em>

<br /><em>have i told you
<br />i tend to love driftwood
<br />because of you
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(beach at jökulsarlón / SE)</em>

<br /><em>rough silt
<br />and mixed ice
<br /><br />i took this photograph with the loudest wind blowing
<br />you were shouting at me to look up
<br />at the two seals infront of me
<br />..that i never saw
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(beach at jökulsarlón / SE)</em>

<br /><em>a perfect death
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(beside the road where there were
<br />ten thousand swans,near svínhólar / SE)</em>

<br /><em>just a handful
<br />of the ten thousand swans
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(beside the road, near svínhólar / SE)</em>

<br /><em>overconfidence will get you in deep trouble
<br />deep trouble always occurs in pouring down rain
<br /><br />thank god for icelanders
<br />and their
<br />massive
<br />functional
<br />trucks
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on a deceptive black stone beach, near hvalnes / SE)</em>

<br /><em>the amazing summerhaus
<br /><br />...perfect for the night after
<br />you've been digging out your kria van
<br />from the deceptive black stone beach
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near fellsás / NE)</em>

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<br /><em>stop and love
<br />(day no. 6. heart no. 5.)
<br /><br />this entire town was covered in hearts
<br /><br />a design firm had decided to lift the spirits
<br />of the people of iceland,
<br />they branded the town in hearts
<br />especially the traffic lights
<br />where people sit, and wait
<br />and become anxious about their lives
<br /><br />brostu með hjartanu
<br />..smile with your heart
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(every traffic light in akureyri, N)</em>

<br /><em>..a beautiful edge of a building wall
<br />a quote by iceland's beloved writer, haldör laxness
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(city of akureyri / N)</em>

<br /><em>..many shades of pink
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(city of akureyri / N)</em>

<br /><em>for my mum,
<br />who loves lupins
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(city of akureyri / N)</em>

<br /><em>sunset on the end of a farm
<br />(a perfect camping spot)
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near melaleiti / SW)</em>

<br /><em>finding a still
<br />to slow down the time
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near melaleiti / SW)</em>

<br /><em>more thinking
<br />from the open back doors of the kria van
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(near melaleiti / SW)</em>

<br /><em>..fall softly</em>

<br /><em>..best friends</em>

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<br /><em>..always skipping stones</em>

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<br /><em>..driftwood shoes
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on a road hear þórshöfn / NE)</em>

<br /><em>what happened to you...</em>

<br /><em>..rusty symmetry
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(somewhere very north, and very east / NE)</em>

<br /><em>..i like orange
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on a road hear þórshöfn, NE)</em>

<br /><em>this
<br />is a kria
<br /><br />a bird with the longest migratory pattern
<br />from the north pole to the south pole
<br /><br />this bird is crazy
<br />this bird will attack you,
<br />beat you with its wings
<br />and peck at your skull if you come too near its nest
<br />(which is hidden on the ground, mind you)
<br /><br />it became the loving name of the VW van
<br />..a strong name, a powerful name
<br />a CRAZY name</em>

<br /><em>oh drangey
<br />you are magical
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(at reykir farm, near the island of drangey / NW)</em>

<br /><em>to the island of drangey!
<br /><br />where there are puffins
<br />and thousands of eggs to be collected
<br />with fingers crossed
<br />..dangling from ropes tied to boulders</em>

<br /><em>lesson: dock the boat
<br /><br />there is a magnificent story about one trip to drangey
<br />some people think this island is magical
<br />and i believe them
<br /><br />not too long ago a captain took a group to the island
<br />he dropped them off and they began the steep climb
<br /><br />as he began to secure the boat he was knocked into the water
<br />he swam to his boat which had begun to drift away from the island
<br />but the sides were to steep and he was unable to get aboard
<br /><br />he swam back to the island
<br />and dreaded the moment his passengers would return
<br />and he would have to ask to borrow a cell phone
<br />to call for another boat to pick them up
<br /><br />but as he turned around
<br />he saw his boat
<br />floating calmly back to the island
<br />where it came to a still near the boulder he was standing on
<br /><br />he stepped back on to his cheeky vessel
<br />and no one ever knew </em>

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<br /><em>just climb down this rope
<br />and collect some eggs
<br /><br />no worries</em>

<br /><em>..goodbye drangey</em>

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<br /><em>this was a magical night
<br /><br />the light was perfect and blue
<br />the rain was present and unfallen
<br />nothing felt real
<br />but every part felt truthful
<br /><br />it was where the wild things are
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a magical place just north of dalvík / N)</em>

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<br /><em>..an iceland rubbish dump
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just north of saudðárkrókur / NW)</em>

<br /><em>..horizontal</em>

<br /><em>hvítserkur
<br />a rather famous icelandic rock
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just south of blönduós / NW)</em>

<br /><em>welcome to djúpavík
<br /><br />where everyone realizes how spontaneously artistic
<br />all icelanders are</em>

<br /><em>in an abandoned herring factory
<br />two artists decided to have their photography exhibit
<br /><br />water drips down walls
<br />and the entire structure leaks and groans
<br />it is the first poured concrete building in all of iceland
<br />now in complete disrepair
<br />and most likey not safe to be in
<br /><br />but they were there
<br />and so was art
<br /><br />(amazing)</em>

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<br /><em>a kria ready to attack
<br />from the roof of the herring factory</em>

<br /><em>a secondary photography show in the upper level
<br /><br />positioned perfectly on the floor for viewing
<br />odd, but perfect</em>

<br /><em>checkers
<br />oh yes
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the amazing town of djúpavík / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>..the herring factory
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the amazing town of djúpavík / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>i know
<br />let's sell rocks and seashells to tourists
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the amazing town of djúpavík / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>..another camping spot
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just outside of the town of borgarnes / SW)</em>

<br /><em>hello furry one</em>

<br /><em>hello other furry one</em>

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<br /><em>..reflect and still
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on a beach near vopnafjörður / NE)</em>

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<br /><em>the barbie head
<br />reappearing
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(on the beautiful rough road to djúpavík / NW)</em>

<br /><em>..a dirty kria</em>

<br /><em>could there be a more perfect mural?
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the town of saudðárkrókur / NW)</em>

<br /><em>this is not a shrimp
<br />(ref. rene magritte)
<br /><br />icelanders DO have a sense of humor
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the town of saudðárkrókur / NW)</em>

<br /><em>..brimnes
<br /><br />the home of late poet and writer, bill holm
<br />one of the many reasons i came to iceland
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the town of hofsós / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>the beach near brimnes
<br />..where bill holm saw each morning
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(in the town of hofsós / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>a kria nest on the stone beach
<br />run.</em>

<br /><em>hello sweet pup
<br />tell grace i love her
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a beautiful guesthouse west of asbyrgi / NE)</em>

<br /><em>before i left for iceland
<br />jay gave me a poem
<br />by the late and beautiful bill holm
<br /><br />the poem described a tree and a farmhouse
<br />and jay told me to find it
<br /><br />so i did
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a secret location, in the region of kelduhverfi / NE)</em>

<br /><em>a grove in kelduhverfi
<br />by bill holm
<br /><br />here in this almost treeless district
<br />a single rowan tree stands next
<br />to the south wall of a farmstead,
<br />almost grown into the house itself
<br />this old one is taller than the house
<br />and seems likely to survive it's ruin,
<br />when a farmer quits to move to town
<br />that tree was watered, guarded, humored
<br />probably given a name and loved.
<br />it was a forest of one tree.
<br />and not another one for miles
<br />one is enough
<br />you do not need
<br />a jungle to teach you what a tree is
<br />or a teeming city to teach you what is a man</em>

<br /><em>still
<br />and perfect</em>

<br /><em>i looked at this abandoned farmhouse for a long time
<br />walked around, watched ducks fly overhead
<br />it was quiet and beautiful
<br /><br />i thought about buying this abandoned place
<br />and coming here for the next part of my life
<br /><br />..perhaps i still will
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a secret location, in the region of kelduhverfi/ NE)</em>

<br /><em>a beautiful lunch,
<br />brie and crackers and wild blueberries
<br />picked on the side of the road
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(just outside of the town of húsavík / NE)</em>

<br /><em>..the cliffs at asbyrgi</em>

<br /><em>in the center of asbyrgi there is a single field
<br />cleared out by icelanders long ago
<br />for annual festivals and celebrations
<br /><br />quite
<br />something
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(asbyrgi / NE)</em>

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<br /><em>hello owl
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(asbyrgi / NE)</em>

<br /><em>..long slow stops for tea
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(a guesthouse just north of the town of hofsós / NW)</em>

<br /><em>mighty kria.</em>

<br /><em>hello moon
<br /><br />this is the only time i will ever see you
<br />the entire 19 days i am here</em>

<br /><em>grettislaug
<br />the perfect hot spring
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(at reykir farm, near the island of drangey / NW)</em>

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<br /><em>..grettislaug sunset
<br />nearing the end of my last day in iceland
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(at reykir farm, near the island of drangey / NW)</em>

<br /><em>goodbye, sweet iceland</em>

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