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"i hate the sunset tonight"

tonight the sunset bleeds like an open wound across the sky all that performative beauty all that manufactured romance i refuse to be seduced by these cheap theatrical gestures of light dying dramatically as if every ending is poetry the sun goes down and takes nothing sacred with it just another ritual of inevitable darkness i hate how it expects to be beautiful when all it's doing is leaving

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Where the River Leaves

Golden beams of sunlight

Skim over stony crags

To highlight the valleys below,

The river bounces the light back up

Towards the watchers on the mountain

Towards the sky,

And high above in meadows of wildflowers

We revel in the evening sun

As the river inexorably leaves us behind,

Waters from these beautiful heights

Flow towards the sea

Uncaring of where their travels take them,

Though I know

It will be far beyond

The pristine beauty of the mountain.

Poem © Ælfhild Astrædottir 26-August-2023

Photograph © Ælfhild Astrædottir 11-July-2023

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𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑,

𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚛𝚑𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜,

𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚊,

𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜.

-𝙼𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝙵𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚝🌠

The sisters of my Sky

The sky, oh the beautiful sky! How you glisten in my eyes. Your use of a paint brush is immaculate! Each night, each morning, a new and extravagant sight awaits gracing my eyes to its beauty. I sit at my window like a little kid on Christmas, watching your colors dance through the air. As a child like giddiness washes over me each time I watch you rise on my dreary walk to the bus stop. The dark winter mornings make it harder for me to see your vast beauty as you haven’t brought your warm bright eyes over my horizon yet. However the nights you set so early. It’s barely time to start preparing supper before you have to leave to rest yourself.

But at least your beautiful twin sister shines bright in my sleepless nights. Captivating my lonely heart as I yearn for sleep, giving me a painting of planets, constellations, and stars to watch. While the moon smiles at all our sleeping faces, forgetting it’s envy of seeing us lively, and happy in the light of our days.