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, May 23, 2019

, NOW?

When my father returned home 
from the hospital and into hospice

his last words to me were:
Where’s my watch?

Strangely, he had time
on his mind.

Questions deepen when
we add now to the end of them.

They deepen and call forth
the present moment.

Today my father was cremated.
His body and his being 

are no longer
of this earth.

I wonder: Who am I 
without him, now?

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