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This poem is taken from PN Review 176, Volume 33 Number 6, July - August 2007.

Deor Chris McCully

Women did for Wayland.
the obsessed smith-god
for travel companion
winter's exile;
after Nithhad's supple
brutally, had condemned
          May this, may this

The death of brothers?
was less grievous sore,
over-obvious,
she'd become pregnant.
simply decided
          May this, may this

We heard many could tell
dreaming of water,
was sleep-deprived.
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