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, August 13, 2015


He is waiting,
before or after the flood,
—you decide—
at a crossroads,
just another 
devil or bluesman, 
for a ride, for someone
to deliver him from the Delta.
Who will stop for him?
Who will the driver be,
compassion or cruelty?
You decide.

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