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The Prose Edda by Snorri Sturluson
4.0

Odin gave Suttung’s mead to the Æsir and to those men who know how to make poetry. For this reason we call poetry Odin’s catch, find, drink or gift, as well as the drink of the Æsir.

More personal edification than anything. I knew next to nothing about Norse mythos and I sought a remedy. Such a cosmology reflects a brutal existence of deprivation and blind chance. The prominence of trickery is our human approach to the elemental. Plenty of infidelity and incest but lacking the serial rape of the Greek origin stories. As someone (not by choice) who’s sat through a few bad Thor films (as opposed to, you know, the artful ones) I gasped to discover that the depicted familial relationships were all wrong at the multiplex.