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| Fellow Creatures | Bruce Bennett | Jul 9, 2008 |
| Name of Horses | Donald Hall | Jul 9, 2008 |
| Sonnet XLI: Having this day my horse | Sir Philip Sidney | Jul 9, 2008 |
| The Phantom Horsewoman | Thomas Hardy | Jul 9, 2008 |
| Horses and Men in Rain | Carl Sandburg | Jul 9, 2008 |
| All in green my love went riding | E. E. Cummings | Jun 17, 2008 |
| I will not change my horse with any… (Henry V) | William Shakespeare | Jun 17, 2008 |
| Prologue to Henry V | William Shakespeare | Jun 17, 2008 |
| Lady Godiva | Lord Alfred Tennyson | Jun 17, 2008 |
| The Charge of the Light Brigade | Lord Alfred Tennyson | Jun 17, 2008 |
| In Time of ‘The Breaking of Nations’ | Thomas Hardy | Jun 17, 2008 |
| Mnemson | Kamau Braithewaite | Jun 17, 2008 |
| I hear an army charging upon the land | James Joyce | Jun 17, 2008 |
| Because I Could Not Stop for Death | Emily Dickinson | Jun 17, 2008 |
| Sheridan’s Ride | Thomas Buchanan Read | Jun 17, 2008 |
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My father worked with a horse-plough,
His shoulders globed like a full sail strung
Between the shafts and the furrow.
The horse strained at his clicking tongue.
An expert. He would set the wing
And fit the bright steel-pointed sock.
The sod rolled over without breaking.
At the headrig, with a single pluck
Of reins, the sweating team turned round
And back into the land. His eye
Narrowed and angled at the ground,
Mapping …