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A god amongst my people, but they do not know me.

Their eyes sleep moonless, opaque;

their mouths without tongue to shape. Only jackals stir

from dream and howl.

 

In the wabet three canopic jars wait.

It is my sister who is prepared:

liver, stomach, lungs; Imsety, Duametef, Hapy,

but no falcon headed jar can be found.

Her body is bloated with sand and unclean rags.

The painted priests offer pious smiles, incantation

with the silk of incense. An incessant chant

like a curse of locusts swept across a red sea

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A god amongst my people, but they no longer know me.

Child slaves taunt my favoured cat, bind her legs,

take Ra's power to make a forest of flame

in shivering fur. My wives disrobe, free from their kalsiris

their skins glisten in oils, balanos blended with myrrh

and cinnamon. They play strange games drenched in love pearls.

 

A throne room in the netherworld, and all I know rooted in sand.

No longer a god, I genuflect before Anubis.

He weighs my heart.

 

 

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A god amongst my people,

but they do not know me.

Their eyes moonless, opaque;

their mouths without tongue

to shape. Only jackals stir

from dream and howl.

 

In the wabet, canopic jars,

only three in number-

the incessant chant

like a curse of locusts

and my sister prepared:

liver, stomach, lungs;

Imsety,Duametef, Hapy,

no falcon headed jar

- my sister's brain pulled

out through her nose, body

bloated with sand,

unclean rags. Painted priests,

pious smiles: incantation;

the silk of incense.

 

A god amongst my people,

but they do not know me.

Child slaves taunting

my favoured black cat,

legs bound, flames

a forest in fur;

and wives glisten

in oils, balanos

blended with myrrh

and cinnamon,

playing strange games

with eunuchs

drenched in love pearls.

 

A throne room

in the netherworld,

and all I know

rooted in sand.

No longer a god

I genuflect before Anubis.

He weighs my heart.

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dcmarti1

Most anything Egyptian gets me going. Enjoyed the imagery here, the references, the tone. I LOVE this one line but can't get my mind wrapped on its meaning:

 

Their eyes moonless, opaque;

 

Abstract, mystical, but not frustratingly so. Is the moon not there to reflect in their eyes, or are their eyes shut (or disregarding?) the moon?

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badger11

Or their minds are shut. Coincidently Khonsu, a god associated with the moon, is sometimes shown wearing a falcon's head. Thanks again for reading dcm.

 

cheers

 

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Benjamin

Superb trip through time badge. St.3 Such a well placed and significant line, "A god amongst my people, but they no longer know me." Enjoyed.

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