Friday, 1 April 2011

Seven Against the City

And cut its throat, and caught the blood in a black shield,
And dipped their fingers in bull’s gore, and swore an oath
In the dread name of Cruelty, of bloodthirsty Terror,
… to annihilate the city


 Of a cannibal Sphinx, pivoted ingeniously, 
And made to move.  And under her she carries a man