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, June 4, 2015


A fox
will sniff for food
at the back door
and later leave
its scat at the front.

A deer at night will
dookie-up the lawn
and nonchalantly
the next day
nibble on
the low hanging leaves
in the yard.

The men
inside the house
will shoot the shit
for days and then,
in tamer moments,
sift through the landscape
of their lives
for the stink of habits
that keep them
and ravenous 
at once.

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