Sthephan G. Stephansson Poetry


I put to sea from home,
for homeward I am bound.
My fatherland before me,
I leave my fosterland.
From the firm land's calm
my moorings I cast,
O blustery, blue deep
bound for your wide swell.

You, Sea, are my shipmate!
Now by your side I share
as a partner in the sky
and the world's every shore.
All oceans lead homewards.
Though the sea swamps your bows
you are travelling the fjord
between family's prints.

Written in June 1st., 1917

Translated by Bernard Scudder.

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