This one scene stands as a late poem in Bouk 6 ov The Song ov Elmallahz Kumming. The poems in this fragmented narrative pursue a series of recursive rhythms and images. This poem’s title, rhythms, and images all hark back to other poems, including the one I posted on June 7, 2012: Master Immij, Moelten Immij, which begins:
The areyanz kame down like a woolf on the foeld,
Like a woolf in the koeld
Lakking trueth in thaer kode.
Of course, Byron’s classic, The Destruction of Sennacherib, provides the original template of rhythm and image.
After Immij, After Karnij
The areyan kame down like a woolf on a foel,
And hiz teeth wer gleemeeng like pawlish koel,
And the foelz muther reerd, fureyus, appawld,
And krusht the woolfs hed, but her chield lay ded.
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