from one straight line one curved
Guðrið Poulsen
i walk
in the borderland
i feel
pebbles under soles
the weight
the rhythm
air in lungs
measuring the distance with my body
moving along slowly
i study the topography
at the edge
where structures fall apart
in the haze
the contour of an anonymous landscape
comes
to light
pounding pulse
the wind pulling at my jacket
mud sticking to feet
i sink into the mire
rain shower
sip of water
bodily moisture
water
that looks for a way to the sea
rainwater collected in dammed lakes
source no. 1, male, Tórshavn, b. 1938:
before the dam was built in 1966
back when we didn’t yet have clean drinking water in Tórshavn
muddy water sometimes came out of the tap
i took a water sample once and sent it away for analysis
the test sample was full of living larvae
we sure were immune to bacteria back in those days
that straight line in the landscape
makes me think about mirror images
inkblots on folded paper
a drifting cloud reflected on the surface of the water
a lung
respiratory organs
the weight
of stone
grounded connection
ritual
repetition
rhythm
geological pace of movement
in the borderland
i feel
pebbles under soles
the weight
the rhythm
air in lungs
measuring the distance with my body
moving along slowly
i study the topography
at the edge
where structures fall apart
in the haze
the contour of an anonymous landscape
comes
to light
pounding pulse
the wind pulling at my jacket
mud sticking to feet
i sink into the mire
rain shower
sip of water
bodily moisture
water
that looks for a way to the sea
rainwater collected in dammed lakes
source no. 1, male, Tórshavn, b. 1938:
before the dam was built in 1966
back when we didn’t yet have clean drinking water in Tórshavn
muddy water sometimes came out of the tap
i took a water sample once and sent it away for analysis
the test sample was full of living larvae
we sure were immune to bacteria back in those days
that straight line in the landscape
makes me think about mirror images
inkblots on folded paper
a drifting cloud reflected on the surface of the water
a lung
respiratory organs
the weight
of stone
grounded connection
ritual
repetition
rhythm
geological pace of movement
translated from the Faroese by Randi Ward