POETRY WEDNESDAY: Wednesday on Saturday–like Christmas in July, only not as exciting. Here, have an Anglo-Saxon riddle:

Ic þa wiht geseah on weg feran;

heo wæs wrætlice wundrum gegierwed.

Wundor wearð on wege; wæter wearð to bane.

I saw a creature wandering the way:

She was devastating-beautifully adorned.

On the wave a miracle: water turned to bone.

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