what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice
My dear Prasutagus’ ashes would sigh
to learn Romans deem woman
a conquerable creature,
an antechamber in which to dump
lust and fume
not heir to her own fate
Claudius wooed with honeyed tongue
the Iceni; Prasutagus could not see
the cerise ideals, even as I spoonfed him my
now Claudius has fallen by
Where our offerings once appeased
we are now taxed season by season
ancestral soil stripped underfoot
stripped the promise to my dead husband
stripped my little girls
forced my swollen eyes upward
birch-switch laced my back
I watched Rome take their grace
seed my daughters a lifetime of nightmare
We are solstice-minded, faces south,
Andraste in our favour on the wind
the hare runs auspicious paths from my skirts
bodes well for arms
these days know why the dreams of dying
touched me and said so
Low tide will leave russet rings
from here to the shores of Gaul,
Nero! Erect the stone walls of your grey empire
I will topple them for a view all my own:
I will be the arrow that sings into your life and
you the mark I collect at each bow-draw.
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