Wednesday, 10 March 2021

Lycanthropy (a glosa)

as he and the dog plod, side by side, out of the city
into cityless time—the reliquary forest still cached
with ancestral smells, where the reviving man and
would-be wolf (loping ahead, nose low, feverishly

(from Run With Her by Steven Heighton)


The Honourable British East India Company men
are vulnerable to silver - Sir Thomas Roe 
decides that the future lay across the ocean,
as he and his dog plod, side by side, out of the cities

of the Genteelest of Britains into untamed land.
The transformation of the British man
occurs the minute he invades on horseback, from timeless cities
into cityless time—the reliquary forest still cached

with sacred peace—he descends his white horse
and eats it, falls to all fours, and writhes with bloodthirst
bent on swallowing every drop of incense from land laden
with ancestral smells, where the reviving man and

native woman lose the next three hundred years to a
would-be wolf - loping ahead, nose low, feverish.

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