Wednesday, March 23, 2016

The Horse and Rider by Louise Glück

The Horse and Rider

Once there was a horse, and on the horse was a rider. How handsome they looked in the autumn sunlight, approaching a strange city! People thronged the streets or called from the high windows. Old women sat among flowerpots. But when you looked about for another horse or another rider, you looked in vain. My friend, said the animal, why not abandon me? Alone, you can find your way here. But to abandon you, said the other, would be to leave a part of myself behind, and how can I do that when I do now know which part you are?

1 comment:

  1. Horses have a particular knack for injuring themselves on a frequent basis, and it is fairly common for equine professionals to see a variety of cuts.