Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney



It was not their war, but it was a chance
to fight a war and show the race of men
what they need showing time and time again
that Amazons can pace that blood-pulsed dance

better than any. They came to the war
tall slim fair killers, trained for sixteen years.
Archers and foot and twenty charioteers
who did not care what they were fighting for.

Greek poets claim Penthesilea died
Achilles killed her, kissed her dying face
made her a warning -women keep your place.
She never fought him, and the poets lied.

Swept the field clean for one short brutal day
killed all who fought them, laughed and rode away.

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