I didn't come all the way to here to play cards later we lay locked like human vines my right arm under her my left arm over her side I tighten my hands her belly our legs sore shoulders human knotted we are.

There is not a Norwegian rune poem for Ehwaz. A modern poem: A full belly, bonfire blazing just a little bit away, saved a place for me in the circle of friends as the sun dips below and day comes to an end.