Horus
Falcons abandon the field
when the ancient thirst lifts
them to flight
with wild eyes and
arched wings astride dagger-beaks,
like ancient tridents
on the wind, striking
other birds in flight—
wetting the beak—
cooling the fire—
Horus
Falcons abandon the field
when the ancient thirst lifts
them to flight
with wild eyes and
arched wings astride dagger-beaks,
like ancient tridents
on the wind, striking
other birds in flight—
wetting the beak—
cooling the fire—