Sometimes I paint, untranslatable words

Rokrassgat (Icelandic)
a notoriously windy place

Here—and here

looks like as good a spot as any

for lying on our backs

and watching summer leave,

watching the wind sweep

the sky clean.

Afterwards, I’ll brush the seeds

and soil from your clothes,

breathe the scent of earth

from your skin.

 

jks

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