This month a god disappeared.
Recovered piecemeal,
save his elusive cock,
fed on by bream and pike:
henceforth banned from the region’s cuisine.
His sister flees from delta
to source and back again.
Driven by what? Love, family honor
(they consorted together in the
darkness of the womb).
She interrogates the black-
vested golden cow, meek help-mate.
Fecund goddess of retinue.
Wonder in deep eyes. Faithful,
Isis? Proud as a pea- cock?