Sunday, 22 April 2012

dressage test

It's as cold as a cathedral as well
this huge sacred space
where hooves whisper
on the raked sandy floor
and spectators have taken a vow of silence,

rituals of movement and control
absorb each pair of supplicants,
shining, neat,
anonymous and uniform,

the life of stable and field
has no place here

partnerships offered for
a stranger's approval



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