Poem 167 – With Upright Wing

With upright wing against a higher foe

Milton, Paradise Lost, Book II, 72

Before we came here we advanced
With upright wing, our phalanxes formed
Tight against our enemy and nemesis,
The higher foe, as crows on seeing
A peregrine above will crowd together
And join in battle, cawing their triumph.
But then we fell – dare you to say
We should sally forth again
With upright wing against a higher foe?

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Dear readers,

The debate among the demons continues, as the demons start to realise the difficulties of facing God again. I just loved the sound of ‘With upright wing against a higher foe’.

The Hapless Neo-Romantic

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