No 18
between one stone and the next
lie all the directions of the compass
north and south
like half-burnt boards of wood from a bonfire
the votive ship model is sailing
from west towards east
so that the sun never has the time to reach above the mountain
tops
before she is drowning in the ocean
(18 from kjensla av at det ikkje regnar andre stader enn her 2004 translated into english by Hilde Petra Brungot)
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