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8.16.2011

for my little sis


Sis feeding Romeo pears fresh from the tree.

Inventing a Horse

By Meghan O'Rourke

Inventing a horse is not easy.
One must not only think of the horse.
One must dig fence posts around him.
One must include a place where horses like to live;

or do when they live with humans like you.
Slowly, you must walk him in the cold;
feed him bran mash, apples;
accustom him to the harness;

holding in mind even when you are tired
harnesses and tack cloths and saddle oil
to keep the saddle clean as a face in the sun;
one must imagine teaching him to run

among the knuckles of tree roots,
not to be skittish at first sight of timber wolves,
and not to grow thin in the city,
where at some point you will have to live;

and one must imagine the absence of money.
Most of all though: the living weight,
the sound of his feet on the needles,
and, since he is heavy, and real,

and sometimes tired after a run
down the river with a light whip at his side,
one must imagine love
in the mind that does not know love,

an animal mind, a love that does not depend
on your image of it,
your understanding of it;
indifferent to all that it lacks:

a muzzle and two black eyes
looking the day away, a field empty
of everything but witch grass, fluent trees,
and some piles of hay.

Her trail horse, Cash

Her eventer / jumper, Summer

An enjoyable evening, chez Sis

xxx

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know a girl, used to be a real cowgirl, she will like this poem.
You sister is cute!

Anonymous said...

and that dappled grey she is feeding looks like a sweetie. But I dont know nuthin about horses.

gz said...

Think of the ponies on the Mountain,
wind blowing in their manes,
moving free where they will,
gleaming in Summer, hairy in Winter.

They still need care and attention,
to see that all is well,
to move them from harm.

See their family groups of
several generations.
caring, nurturing, bickering
as families do.

Have them come to see you
and acknowledge you as friend.
That gladdens the heart
and fills the soul.

red dirt girl said...

Thanks Anon~cowboy,
I think she's pretty cute, too. She owns 6 horses, 4 dogs, 4 cats ... she's a vet and LOVES her animals!

xxx

red dirt girl said...

gz~

so poignant - i would like to meet your ponies some day. you make them come alive.

xxx