Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, December 13, 2012


First body: shape and form
from algae grown. Gesture
sprung from rock: a holdfast
that fashioned muscle, tissue, and nerve
into being, bringing movement
to this earth as animal.

Above you I hover, like a lover,
lulled by your luminance. Entranced
I draw near - not knowing I am
as good as dead and headed
into an embrace as sticky as candy
and lethal.

Anesthetized and awake,
you will take me
into death’s inflorescence,
and I will go
with eyes wide open.