You might consider these “outtakes” or alternate versions of yesterday’s haiku, Inhabitants of Níu Heimar. I’m honestly not sure […]
Mjolner
Loki Loptr Lóðurr, Roaring Hveðrungr, Trickster lord of air and fire. Sky walking lie smith Laufey-son, Jötunn spawn, […]
Twas around the Winter solstice When we passed Álfheim’s gate. Golden glowing Elven lords salute, We resign ourselves […]
John W. Leys 