Fox Footprints/Tribute

by Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth

For works with similar titles, see Tribute.

Tribute

The shadows of the camels are long
On the parched ground.

The weary shuffling feet
Make no sound.

Through clouds of yellow dust.
The city lies

Turned golden to the weary
Riders' eyes.

They shall find welcome there
From princely men

For the sake of their frosted vase
Of porcelain.