Her tail, like a skulk of royal scepters,
undulates seductively back and forth,
luring fresh-faced boys and seasoned hands
into her welcoming, deceitful arms.
Juggling ten thousand devotions,
inevitably she will fall in the fullness of time,
never again to dash over paddies
flying to steal the freedom of men.
4 thoughts on “Hulijing”
I learned a new term: Huli jing (fox spirit). According to Wikipedia, these are shape-shifting animals that can be either good or evil. Your poem is a nice introduction to the alluring type. I think you mean “undulates” in line 2.
Thank you for the nice comment! I fixed the spelling error that you noted. Thanks!
I recommend this short story by Ken Liu which deals with the Hulijing myth, if you are interested. The genre is fantasy/science fiction.