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, November 14, 2019

SHRINES

Build them 
everywhere 

and with 
anything you can.

With nursing bras,
life vests,

even lighthouses.
From conversations

had from middle seats,
from fugitive oceans,

or for the sake
of the sudden arrival

of a hospice bed.
Make them from

the playa of life
to remember

what’s been lost
and the journeys 

dutifully taken.
Your green fuse

will blossom 
and make room

for more life 
when you do.

Be like the Asian moth
that causes the elephant

to cry and then feasts
upon its faithful tears,

like a babe
at its mother's breast.

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