Phillip Hodgins wrote one.
A great one about ibises.
They were a less scraggly, dissolute lot
than mine. Less louche.
I like the way he described them:
‘They had bodies the shape of caraway seeds,
and long black bills that curved like scythes’.
There is awe in his writing, respect.
He speaks of them flying in great flocks
casting deep shadows over the land
before descending like gods
beneficent as rain
aerating the soil, grubbing for bugs..
The farmer’s friend.
The Sacred Ibis of ancient Egypt.
I think I sold the ibises short.
- pic courtesy of Wiki Commons