Icelanders were welcome in Norway. The affection ran deep with the court of King Harald Greycloak and his son Erik. King Harald was known as Harald Greycloak (or sometimes Greyskin) because he once bought grey pelts of Icelandic traders lying unsold on the wharf. When he started to wear the skins all his subjects followed his example to the delight and profit of the Icelanders.
Back at her homestead at Iceland, the woman Steingerd had heard the stories of men returning from adventures, and was determined to experience the excitement for herself.
Writing and photography from Peter Quinton, author of DragonsEye and Wild Falls of South East Australia (Old site version)
Showing posts with label Kormak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kormak. Show all posts
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
Friday, 10 April 2015
Kormak and Steingerd
I have found myself retelling the story of Steingerd and the warrior Kormak - a failed love story more than a thousand years old.
I love the original story, and find something new each time I read it. But it is a little inaccessible - not the least because the unknown hand that wrote the saga is never prepared to tell the whole story, often resorting to frustrating silence or hints.
Kormak was a real person, an Icelandic warrior who with his brother established the English port city of Scarborough. We do not know if the story of his failed love of Steingerd is a fact or fiction.
The stories below should be treated as fragments, individual parts of a story. Read down this page or jump to the stand-alone original posts.

Let us go back in time, when you and I were still young.
I love the original story, and find something new each time I read it. But it is a little inaccessible - not the least because the unknown hand that wrote the saga is never prepared to tell the whole story, often resorting to frustrating silence or hints.
Kormak was a real person, an Icelandic warrior who with his brother established the English port city of Scarborough. We do not know if the story of his failed love of Steingerd is a fact or fiction.
The stories below should be treated as fragments, individual parts of a story. Read down this page or jump to the stand-alone original posts.

While the crow's day drags on in the darkness
On the morning tide I saw you searching for my arrival. You were riding along the shore on your dappled mare. I took a small boat into the bay and borrowed a horse from the shore-master. I galloped to meet you at the headland fells.
Saturday, 5 July 2014
Named Swords and Trial by Combat
Named Swords
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
One of my favorite books is an old Icelandic
saga from the 10-12th century: Kormak's saga. The old sagas should be treated as stories – unless supporting evidence of the happenings can be found.
With Kormak’s saga there is more than a
little evidence of the events and, whether we realize it or not, the story has
already touched all of us.



