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  • tossing a rune — 07nov25

    07Nov25 | 12.37 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251107.1237
    ansuz
    burned onto
    my heartwood black
    hung over meltwaters
    the old gals sing spears
    to the blind

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is ansuz, which has a core meaning “a god” (intended to be Odin), “mouth” or “breath”. Odin is representative of many, many things… in this case, ansuz is most representative of the mouth/breath (speech) that gives life to poetry, magic, song, language, and spirit — largely inseparable in the Viking worldview — and Odin is considered the supreme master of these intertwined concepts. By way of the Anglo-Saxon Futhorc, the rune is named æsc, which is translated to “ash”, a tree associated with Odin and is representative of resilience and strength.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

    tagged:

    ansuz, poetry, rewilding, rune

    filed under:

    poetry, writing
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  • nonsense verse

    07Nov25 | 07.51 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251107.0751
    we cut away the fat:

    there is sun, there is moon
    there are seasons and stars
    there is above and below
    and there might even be here

    there are stones and plants
    the living and the dead
    what more can
    you really desire?

    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • Half-penny thoughts — 06nov25

    06Nov25 | 19.54 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251106.1954

    Why is it that some of us are not allowed to be “not okay” in some manner or another? Why is it that we always seem to be the ones who have to be available?

    And when we happen to be less than rosey, why do so many people act like it is less important than their own trials and tribulations?

    Yeah. I know. There is no real answer to that question. Therefore, comments are closed. Food for thought is all, as meager a fare as that might be…

    tagged:

    half-penny thoughts

    filed under:

    thinking

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  • hermitage calling

    06Nov25 | 11.06 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251106.1106
    Campfire
    Photo by Ville Palmu on Unsplash
    hermitage calling,
    i shuffle to mountaintops
    to sweep out the debris
    from my simple shack
    a facet of memory,
    what hint of comradery;
    it is slow work with
    a single black quill
    but it pleases
    spirits when i do—

    we flamegaze the dusk
    telling tales 'til dawn
    between long silences

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry, rewilding, solitude

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • casting runes — 06nov25

    06Nov25 | 08.30 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251106.0830
    berkana
    pale lady riverside
    beckoning down narrow trails
    to where soul & spirit dwell
    carved of wood &
    filling of stone

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is berkana, which translates to “birch”. Birch are associated with earth-mother and maternal energies. Because birch is a “pioneer tree” which tends to grow in advance of other tree growth — especially after forest fires — berkana is associated with renewal and rebirth. Additionally, berkana has ties to liminal thresholds of all types, especially those paths to the underworld.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

    tagged:

    berkana, poetry, rewilding, rune

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • dirges

    05Nov25 | 21.17 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251105.2117
    a dreaming of you
    and shadowfell in
    the forgetting at wake
    they sang love dirges
    in the fading away
    slipping umbral
    of fingers slight

    the better suture
    my lips tight

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, melancholia, poetry, the dreaming

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • A close hit

    05Nov25 | 09.12 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251105.0912
    Photo by Warren Umoh on Unsplash

    Chatting with my mother last night, she mentioned that she had seen a new close relative that she didn’t know on a DNA service we both have used in the past. Color me intrigued, mostly because my mother knows distant relatives intimately, so it seems impossible that a close match could avoid her knowledge.

    (more…)

    tagged:

    DNA, genealogy, missing links

    filed under:

    junk drawer
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  • Reads | The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms, NK Jemisin

    05Nov25 | 07.32 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251105.0732

    One of the various books I am reading right now includes The Inheritance Trilogy by N.K. Jemisin. If you look out on the internet, there is quite a bit of high praise for her works, driven in part because she is a female and black award-winning writer of fantasy. When I saw a special on this collection for Kindle for something like $3 for the trilogy a few months ago, I jumped on it, figuring I had to see what all of the fuss was about. The collection normally retails at around $23 as an ebook, which is still a bargain, but I’m not above saving money where I can, especially when I haven’t read an author’s stories before.

    (more…)

    tagged:

    reading

    filed under:

    reading
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  • chimaera

    04Nov25 | 13.51 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251104.1351
    you grass your bare feet
    at the lowing of the sun
    crisp the burning red
    and dying golds,
    soles arched against
    the gathering of the cold
    and eyes gone grey
    for the wanting
    as eventide draws
    long shadows low

    tagged:

    longing, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • Half-penny thoughts — 04nov25

    04Nov25 | 07.25 CST
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 251104.0725

    Except for romance novels (where it is, after all, the focus and intent), I feel sex scenes in fiction almost never add to the story and almost always pulls you out of the story as a reader.

    Or, maybe it is just me.

    It could very well be me.

    (more…)

    tagged:

    half-penny thoughts, thinking too much, writing about writing

    filed under:

    thinking
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