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"If we struggle to understand the direction we are headed in, if we take our task so seriously as to render it inert, we miss the very thing we are attempting to analyse."

"Yule Log Drottkvaett (June 2009)

Heaving horses strive to
Hearth's home, trotting path through
Forest fog and boar-land:
Furnace burns their burden;
Pretty purge shall gorge on
People's crimes as grime of
Yesteryear is lost and
Youngling tongues a-banter."

--Daniel Stride/ “Mielikko Karvulakki” (via)

Words of Thanks for Thor of Scrolls.

"The greatest solitudes are quickly strewn with rubbish." --Lyn Hejinian

Gargoyle poems. (At least one alliterative & one drottkvaett.)