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Agni

Flying
Author(s): CHINUA ACHEBE
Source: Agni, No. 44 (1996), pp. 4-5
Published by: Agni
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Flying

Something in altitude kindles power-thirst.


Mere horse-height suffices the emir
Bestowing from rich folds of prodigious turban
Upon crawling peasants in the dust
Rare imperceptible nods enwrapped
In princely boredom.

I too have known

A parching of that primordial palate,


A quickening to manifest life
Of a long recessive appetite.
Though strapped and manacled
That day I commanded from the pinnacle
Of a three-tiered world a bridge befitting
The proud deranged deity I had become.
A magic rug of rushing clouds
Billowed out its white softnesses
Like practiced houri fingers on my soul
And through filters of its gauzy fabric
Revealed wonders of a metropolis
Magic-struck to fairyland proportions.
By different adjustments of vision
I caused the clouds to float
Over a stilled landscape, over towers
And masts and smoke-plumed chimneys;
Or turned the very earth, unleashed
From itself, a roaming fugitive

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Beneath a constant sky. Then came

A sudden brightness over the world,


A rare winter's smile it was, and printed
On my cloud carpet a black cross
Set in an orb of rainbows. To which
Splendid nativity came—who else would come
But grey unsporting Reason, faithless
Pedant offering a bald refractory name?
But oh what beauty! what speed!
A phantom chariot in panic flight
From Our Royal Proclamation of the rites
Of day! And riding out our procession
Of phantasy we slaked an ancient
Vestigial greed shriveled by ages of dormancy
Till the eyes exhausted by glorious pageantries
Returned and rested on that puny

Legend of the life-jacket stowed away


Under my seat, of all places.

Now I think I know why gods


Are so partial to heights—to mountain
Tops and spires, to proud iroko trees
And thorn-guarded holy bombax;

Why petty household divinities


Will sooner perch on a rude board
Strung precariously from brittle rafters
Of a thatched roof than sit squarely
On safe earth.

CHINUA ACHEBE 5

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