The Yule vacation for this blog has ended, and today I present a short poem in honor of Yule. It is in four stanzas of fornyrðislag. Its title is “A Yule Poem.”
Snow is falling,
silently without,
on the ground gleaming
and giving delight.
But the Wild-Hunt rides,
wending furiously,
when the cold-air
whistles outside.
It is time for another site update post.
Just who is Eirik Westcoat, Skald? I’ve added an about page which you may now see in the site’s menu bar above. It has the usual sort of stuff along with some links.
My birthday is coming up soon and so is the Yuletide holiday. This year, that means that this blog will be taking the next two weeks off. The next post will be a short Yule poem, probably on December 24.
The Skaldic Eagle 