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The Fish Herd's Words

My hall, my harbour Good helmsmen meet to feast,
Cold Skadhi scorned these creaking boards for skis,
Frost-bitten and frozen Frigid Thrymheimís motionless seas,
Water flows, flames flicker, the dance is joy to me.

Loki alone made her laugh, Lurid balls lighten the void,
Gentle Baldurís beauty shook snow from her bough,
Dancing feet delighted, Dire Thiaziís daughter hoped,
A salt-blasted sailor was not her dreaming.

My twisting tides Her taught ice towers,
Salt melts ice, poor mix for marriage bed,
Yet blizzard winds blow Bleak the seals domain,
Two houses one bed may still heat.

© Robin Herne


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