A falcon on a wire
Against the laden sky
Scanned his brown empire
With a black-ice eye.
Nothing beneath him stirred
In that sunless instant
But my heart, for a keen-eyed bird
Blind to me, or indifferent.
YOU MIGHT ALSO LIKE
Christie’s Compelling Criminals
In the latest installment of the ongoing interview series with contributing editor Mark Bauerlein, Theodore Dalrymple joins…
Lethe
He thought he saw her in the orchid houseand all the flowers seemed to disappear,but someone with…
On Suddenly Having Several Children
God never gives us more than we can take,”the midwife told us, after catching two—two—heartbeats in your…
