hour of the wolf

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash

By Hauk Engelien

don’t you know enough now? 

I’ve told you how it ends

how everything darkens 

in the hour of the wolf 

how every man falls 

in the hour of the axe 

I’ve told you of the tears 

in the aftermath, in the darkness of time 

in the worlds between

the nowhere 

that is existence 

don’t you know enough now? 

the earth will tremble again

after the swallowing of the sun

and the filling of graves

sons finding fathers, fathers finding fathers 

we have met our ancestors 

the earth will rise from the oceans 

returning to its place

between the heat and the cold 

it will be new, and it will be old 

don’t you know enough now? 

when the most beautiful man 

walks the garden, he will find us 

just lying there, waiting

we will be chess pieces in the grass 

you, the queen

and I

your peasant

Hauk is a poet and writer, and can usually be found somewhere in Norway, drifting between forests and fjords seeking inspiration for his works. He has a degree in creative writing, and is now studying literature.