With th’heatwave of the afternoon
over, the streets are bustled ‘bout:
a merchant with ostraca strewn
loose in his cart; a potter touts
her wares from her house-workshop’s front
(Bowls! Handled jugs! Basins! Small pots!);
contemplating the firmament,
a scribe comes to a falt’ring stop;
a dancing girl rubs her Bes-tattooed thigh
‘n then continues walking by.
Lucid eyes fiercely piercing through;
ears stood like th’Places Of Ascent –
Ou-Bast now senses something new…
A tremor through th’environment!
A deep, dark, rolling cloud of storm
strikes unseen to the mortal eye!
But to these Eyes Of Ra? The form
that breaks ‘to view against the sky
is cloaked in Issfet’s chaos-woven shroud:
Su-Tekh approaches – furied; proud!
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Image credit – Juan Rodríguez Lázaro
william altoft 