magic of fjords
DESCRIPTION
With water’s power and patience, glaciers and snow, streams and rivers, wild rapids and waterfalls have shaped the Norwegian landscape and the magnificent fjords.The English version contains poems and extracts from. Hans Børli, Helge Stangnes, Halldis Moren Vesaas, Helge Torvun and other. The format of the book is 17 x 16cm, hardcover. The book is available in different languages: Norwegian, English, German, Italian, French, Spanish.TRANSCRIPT
1
The winter night came silently on snowy paws.
Winter after winter, chill night after night.
The glaciers wrapped their polar bear skins round the mountain tops.
The spring sun coaxed drops of water from the ice.
Drop found drop. Stream found stream.
Ripped and tore, rushed and gushed.
Gouged and ground away the rock and earth.
Shaped the deep valley.
And - the mirroring, emerald fjord.
Helge Torvund
2
No matter where I turn my eyes,
great mountains over each other rise,
flank to shoulder on they soar,
to heaven’s rim and all between.
We wait to hear tumultuous roar:
silence adds grandeur to the scene.
Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson (1832-1910)
3
Aurlandsfjorden and Nærøyfjorden
4
I lay a gentle armaround a cloud
stroke the moon’s shining crown
5
and feel the evening in ourquickened sinews.
Helge Torvund
Preikestolen/The Pulpit Rock, Lysefjorden
6
Do not believeI am a man of humble
means!The sky has always lain
open over me.
I lived my wordswith the Southern Star as neighbour
and the wind as my companion. I knowthe low-lying paths of ants
through wisps of straw on the ground,but also yearning’s royal road of lightwhere God’s footprints stand traced out
in the stardust.
I am a man. I haveknown greatness in the stateof being so infinitely small.
Hans Børli (1918-1989)
The Kjerag Boulder/Kjeragbolten, Lysefjorden
7
8
In the east sits the glacier on its ice-green thronegleaming so proudly over the world.
9
But now all simmers and rushes and seethes in the sun,till the torrent pours headlong into the fjord.
Vilhelm Krag (1871-1923)
Geirangerfjorden with waterfalls The Friar, The Bridal Veil and The Seven Sisters
10
Life can be so long, now and then
lasting all of months on end
broken by tall grass,
deep-flowing rivers
and kisses
that last no longer than an apple takes
to drop
in that fleeting second between summer and fall.
Terje Johanssen (1942-2005)
11
The glacier Bøyabreen
12
Trollstigen/The Troll Ladder mountain road
13
the mountain unfolds
that slow-blooming flower
that someone, but never you
will see wither
and fall to dust over
the blue vase’s lip
Lars Saabye Christensen
14
Rain always comes from clouds,clouds from mist
and mist from moisture in the ground.
Carl von Linné (1707-1778)
15
Rain showers over Fjærlandsfjorden
16
This home is so dearto me best in the world.My heart holds it near,
this magical fjord,
17
and the crags that delightand the clear evening light,
my soul yearning dwells on them:Oh how I remember, remember this home!
Elias Blix (1836-1902)
Kjeåsen, Hardanger
18
Trolltunga/The Troll’s Tongue, Odda
19
The invitation
Will you give me your hand in the moonlight,
you are leaves -Under open sky. Over the yawning precipice.
Like leaves,
you and I.
Trembling in the breeze
and soon gone.
Come -
Tarjei Vesaas (1897–1970)
This was a few pages from the bookBuy the book: www.naturkultur.no
This was a few pages from the bookBuy the book: www.naturkultur.no