Iceland’s Mysteries

Endless snowy bluffs in every direction sweep, and the sun has barely risen before it starts to set, bypassing its zenith entirely. Winds stir the snow-swept steppes and sing their lonesome melody. The darkening sky plunges the snow into deep shades of indigo, and the sun simply a band of gold nearly forgotten. Yet the […]

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Building Blocks

I used to play with wooden building blocks,tried to build structures that would riseto great heights. But the blocks would fallprey to the world’s ever-present chains:my attempts to build were not freefrom the crushing grasp of gravity. Now that I am grown, the gravityof a situation sometimes blocksme from truly feeling free;I want to write […]

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