With each carrion feed
more claw keen, surer of foot
each sunrise tests. Stretched sinews,
shuddering at the precipice
beak-beckoned by biting winds, unwinding
darkening wingtips ruffling in response.
A heartbeat through a hollow reed
of desire. New winged old wisdom
eyeing the prize. Then soaring,
loose limbed, long legged.
A shadow filling emptiness on instinct,
instantly up-drafted beyond the horizon.
Then diving, hunt tumbling
through feather ragged air.
The wedge tailed eagle becomes.
Statue to extinction
Born molten. Liquid poured
into the empty shell of itself,
becoming a raw impression
solidified. The beast sprang
from ore, heat and light,
Vulcanic blood boiling
into blackened metal. Caught cooled
in mid-stride, struck and paused.
Forever distanced, alone of its kind.
Un/herd. Hooves paw car-exhausted air.
Street sooted, marooned between roads,
unridden, this immobilised fossil, this thing
man-made, and on display for me,
(who alone in this city seems to notice)
asks, unironically, what have we wrought.
Rebecca Dempsey’s recent works are featured in Eclectica Magazine, The Ekphrastic Review, Gyroscope Review. Rebecca lives in Melbourne, Australia, and can be found at WritingBec.com.
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