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Kvasir Revisited

This inkwell is hiding
Kvasir's blood,
Black source providing
Poetry's flood.

Vessel of verses,
Fountain of songs,
Sayings and syllables
Within you in throngs.

Stream unabating
From triple-fold horn,
In your depth, waiting
All words to be born.

You are the ink,
I am the pen.
In you I would sink--
Fill me again.


© Michaela Macha


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under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives License.

 


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