Kneeling in the gravel Cracked clay cup Cradled in my hands. Fill it with bitter wine Or sweet […]
Mead
Driving down the poison highway Through the nightmares of my youth: Saccharine poetry, suicidal thoughts; Disastrous experiments with […]
Kvasir, the wisest Born of Æsir and Vanir Slain by jealous dwarves Blood brewed into honey-wine: Óðinn’s mead […]
John W. Leys 