Histoire d’amour, love story. Last June I flew to Hordaland to be by their side. In nine days’ time I shall return and reconvene with this other side of the sea. I remember François speaking of belonging to the clan. I know I do, and cannot wait to step out of the plane in Bergen. Somehow it begins to feel like a Viking’s homecoming, hamefarin.
Dear Anita and François, it is on its way to you, and should arrive a day before me. :=)
Access to the wedding photobook HERE
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There is magic around every solstice & equinox.
This year’s winter solstice is no different. I must thank my angels. On this occasion, he has a very earthly name, as Andy, for opening an unexpected door…
Andy is better known in WordPress as City Jackdaw. A fine poet, the writer and fellow blogger, he is also an author & a friend.
Andy, THANK YOU ☺️
My poetry has now a home. Nordicblackbird has found her roost.
How magical and somewhat surreal to know a friendship struck in such way would lead to be united & bound by a same publishing house.
I feel ever so humble.
What a wonderful Yule present 🙂
My forthcoming break (starting tomorrow afternoon) is all sorted out: that first manuscript will reach the Norwegian capital!
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Let me take you to the edge of a dormant volcano tonight.
You need to perch right on its edge to take that pic; it is iconic and always gives the wow effect…
Now, to the accompanying words
coastline, where Atlantic ebbs & lashes,
unleashes wrath against your craigs, cliffs & great geos –
where clouds bypass
granite & teeth of
home for the maverick kittiwake,
ruffled gannet in need of
Let me show you
edge & meaning of the dormant volcano,
le va-et-vient de l’Atlantique.
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