Hunting Hares


by Pavel Chichikov

I asked for a sign, received a siren

A howl of horns, a warning of war

Down came burning birds in columns

Smoke and fire, traps and snares

Down through columns of twisting fire

Burning eagles hunting hares –

Count in the oak trees' blackened hollows

Rings of before, rings of tomorrow

Quietly quietly now, not yet

The telling re-telling of alphabets

A for an axis – futures past

Z for a peace that will not last

But God have mercy on one and all

The burning wings in the sky that fall

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