Drangey Poem by Jonas Hallgrimsson

Drangey



Tindastóll, grey and ghostly,
glimmers three leagues away.
Mælifell, towering mutely,
measures the darkening bay.

Drangey looms in the deep there,
dinning with seabird songs;
under its walls go wheeling
whales in clamorous throngs.

Grazing its grassy summit,
a grey ram wanders wide
where Illugi drinks the darkness
by his dying brother's side.

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