| Back to the News Low Tide on Bjarneyjar A collection of seven photos and poems by Bruce McMillan copyright 2005 taken and written on these islands in the Bay of Breiðafjörður off the west coast of Iceland. To the setting |
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What . . .  . . . does one do on Bjarneyjar, alone on an island when the light isn't what you need for the bird photos you are taking? On a rainy day, the longest daylight day of the year, while walking in the low tide flats, I took some photos of nature's art before me. With these photos are the words written only hours later while looking out the window at the high tide inlet where I'd been walking. |
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Island An island now, and then it goes changing with the tidal flows. |
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View from Above Forests of green, a desert of sand, pastures of ripening brown; yet all the while the tide is out and I am looking down. |
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My Friend When I row you're always there and now you seem so real, my only friend with me out here my ever-staring seal. |
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Space Looking up or looking down at night, or day; I'm lost in space while staring out at the Milky Way. |
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Seaweed Waterfall Every day the moon pulls, the ocean hears its call, and right on time there soon appears a seaweed water fall. |
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Seaweed Browns are out and about and lying rather flat; but soon the tide will come along and change all that. |
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On Seeing The best views always free; the high sky, the deep sea. |
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