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I. The sky in Akureyri in July is high and broad, Nothing can put a cap on it, a low plane circling for an open by slow degrees again. you're hoping for isn't sundown but restless Paradise. clouds hold their breath all day, then entirely into mist. in its o ... This article is available to subscribers and for individual purchaseSubscribe to TNC (Print and Online editions) Subscribe to TNC (Online only) This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume , on page 40 Copyright © 2012 The New Criterion | www.newcriterion.com http://www.newcriterion.com/articles.cfm/three-poems-3497
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