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This poem is taken from PN Review 234, Volume 43 Number 4, March - April 2017.

Three Poems James Leo McAskill
The Norseman’s First Summer

Fok-pykkr, in rás sæti
the leave-gone from water mountain

day, day, day, black-day, ne slæpe,
see dust yellow, push, push, live,

vision, ne boll, kið, geit, geit-punnr, live   
tree small, mansize, unstrong

green maker yellow oil and hot, beard
and wine hot. Kið, geit, tree-small

unsnowed, unvile land, fok-punnr
wifmen-light, light wimmen, housers

uncolded, unfat, black, dark-soft
yellow-oil wifmen in this tree-small.

Fok leg-spread by skeið, vǫlvur
in song-lag, ear-turners dream

in day-passion, skeið to edgewater
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