POEM: What Juno said to the peahen

Peacock and peahen


I promise to protect you, little hen, shrewd guardian
of your chicks, so drab and modest; I promise your kind
will be honored and enriched, a byword for beauty
everywhere. But it is your mate I will claim for my own
and name as my bird, blessed with the eyes of Argus,
because my worshippers, my vessels, shall not be hidden
on their nests like hens: Let them walk forth
with all possible grace and beauty, carrying
their sovereignty as the peacock does his tail.


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Writer, musician, polytheist, and friend of birds. I like science fiction, fantasy, and superheroes a lot.

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