Oðin

by Gwernin posted on June 13, 2019
Related: Anglo-Saxon Culture, Norse Culture, Creative Writing, dean

by G. R. Grove

Prices two-fold paid you,
pain for knowledge gainful;
sight you gave for seeing
stronger, deeper, longer.

Rough the cost of rune-craft,
riding nine nights, pride-bound,
self’s own gift made sacred,
spear-pierced, wind-wracked, fearless.

Name-rich roamer knowing,
night-dark-cloaked, foe-frightener,
raven-lord, blood-rager,
riding corpse-steed Sleipnir.

Blood-made mead’s swift-bringer
bought from giant’s daughter,
pleased by night of pleasure,
poetry sweet-flowing.

Seiðr-working, skald-craft,
shape-change, death-escaping,
web of false truth-weaving,
wait you still day fated.

Binder and unbinder
bound the wolf who soundless
howls – awaits his hunger.
High one, hail, O Viður!
 


by Gwernin posted on June 13, 2019 | Related: Anglo-Saxon Culture, Norse Culture, Creative Writing, dean
Citation: Gwernin, "Oðin", Ár nDraíocht Féin, June 13, 2019, https://staging.ng.adf.org/article/odin-2/