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The Foxbrand and the
Philistine
"O Stolid Philistines
Stare now in amaze
At my foxes running in your cornfields
With their tails ablaze"
(Angry Samson - Robert Graves)
My redneck is shaking to shut down the laughter.
A foxbrand is burning in cornfields my daughter
holds under her hard hand.
My darling Philistine
is lynx-eyed, a death-hound, her trigger is hair-fine.
She loads, fat with powder, and cut-crossed as dum-dum
the bullets beside her.
Her trench ledge is neat hemmed
with sand bags and horses.
The sun snares more foxtails,
she snorts without curses, and quick whets with ribbed steel
a bright butcher's knife edge.
She licks sweet her foresight,
and snuffs out the foxbrands to leave them in death-sweat
with quick barks of gunfire.
The god-sun betrayed them
in thick mud and barbed wire.
We laughed loud and praised Him
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