Julia Griffin: Sagasword

”People on the internet are saying I am the queen of
Sweden, because in the legend of King Arthur, he
was given a sword by a lady in a lake, and that meant
he would become king. I am not a lady – I’m only
eight – but it’s true I found a sword in the lake. I
I wouldn’t mind being queen for a day, but when I
grow up I want to be a vet. Or an actor in Paris. “

               - Saga Vanacek interview in The Guardian


So. She grasped it, the Geat girl,
And heaved it skywards, the sword of strength:
Pride of her folk in time forgotten,
Loosed from a lake, a be-rusted load.
Onto their knees fell the awe-struck elders,
Shouting she was the sure-meant queen
Of the Geat lands, the great doom-giver:
Saga by name and nature. But now
Standing before the sage assembly
She spoke her mind, in sight of the sword:
“Men of the Geats, your words are gracious:
I might indeed be queen for a day,
Yet fate long since has fixed my future,
Bidding me heal our bone-sick beasts
Or else to fare to the Frankish feast-halls
And sing our songs. So Saga has said.”