when i was
in Reykjavik
i have a picture
taken in
barnafoss
i cannot remember
who took it
yes the place was
cold, so cold,
despite my Columbia
gadgets
on layers and layers
yes the place was
so cold
but what was harsher
was the coldness
inside my heart
you were not there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem