Appropriation, collaboration, experimentation
Wow, that was quick!As I said, I love the image of the horses freed from harnesses-brings back memories of the way they charge up hills.I saw this blog before and admired it.It's beautiful!
Thank you! That's one of the best things about found poems - (sometimes) images like that emerge from the text like hidden messages. (Then, other times not so much.)
Speaking of horses, and harnesses, do you know this one, by Jane Kenyon?In the Nursing HomeShe is like a horse grazinga hill pasture that someone makessmaller by coming every nightto pull the fences in and in.She has stopped running wide loops,stopped even the tight circles.She drops her head to feed; grassis dust, and the creekbed’s dry.Master, come with your lighthalter. Come and bring her in.
Beautiful - and eerily poignant today. Thank you. I wasn't familiar with this poem. Now horse poems are trotting through my mind. Linda Gregg's The Weight was the first to come to mind:Two horses were put together in the same paddock.Night and day. In the night and in the daywet from heat and the chill of the windon it. Muzzle to water, snorting, head swingingand the taste of bay in the shadowed air.The dignity of being. They slept that way,knowing each other always.Withers quivering for a moment,fetlock and the proud rise at the base of the tail,width of back. The volume of them, and each other's weight.Fences were nothing compared to that.People were nothing. They slept standing,their throats curved against the other's rump.They breathed against each other,whinnied and stomped.There are things they did that I do not know.The privacy of them had a river in it.Had our universe in it. And the wayits border looks back at us with its light.This was finally their freedom.The freedom an oak tree knows.That is built at night by stars.
My first cento! (It's terrific. Thanks.) I read that the form was invented about 1700 years ago.
Thanks Charles. I seem to have let this blog stall. I returned to thoughts of horses recently in another erratically tended blog where I thought I'd keep games and re-posted poems and whatnot. Here's a link to the horses: http://turningintotheslide.blogspot.com/2012/12/two-white-horses-in-field-beyond-hill.html