TE15 Lithuanian Honey Cake

Sjón

take me north ...

TAXI DRIVER

we followed the stella polaris over two continents, through the air, over the ocean, which the old skalds called ‘the road of whales’, until we landed in a landscape as dark as concealed fire. our final destination was the tenth century parliament, a legendary landscape, the stage of the blind poet’s childhood heroes and their battles with irony and spears when words failed them ...

THE CHOIR forms THE STONE WALL at the Almannagjá rift. THE TAXI DRIVER takes the BLIND POET to it.

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