Sol 5.6

  1. We trod the saffron meadows, and

    the white goshawks caught the red partridges for us.

  2. The thickets did not shield them from us; instead,

    we breached their sanctuary with baying hounds—

  3. hounds scenting the wind and racing, their bellies

    skimming the ground like darting arrows;

  4. and hounds craning aloft with their necks, as though

    those among them that curved were heads of polo mallets;

  5. and some with tongues lolling out, as though those tongues were

    beards on submissive, scant-bearded men.

  6. With them we combed the lowland fields thoroughly, as though they were

    the fingertips of a fair woman carding cotton.

  7. We paired goshawks with falcons, and in circles flew

    our peregrines, after hunting the zamālij birds.

Sol 5.6