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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Black Horse Rider</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For George Anthell</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Between them is the land of broken colors,<br>the land that makes a mock of him<br>with miles.<br>He rides, he rides,<br>he passes through the flat<br>chrome wheatfields<br>cut by the plough of the river makers.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The hills are aslant,<br>the clay torsos, the hills,<br>the clay has a red wound,<br>it gapes.<br>The white roots cry,<br>there is a mute susurrus in the dark:<br>poppies, poppies are you not<br>their pain?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With hoof on flint and flint<br>the black horse<br>rides: black wind, black<br>against fire.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The black horse crooks his<br>forelegs, the hills split open,<br>his nostrils pour flame.<br>Snort, snort through miles,<br>O charger, through rock.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He drinks the mezas,<br>he burns his thin knees over<br>braziers of grass:<br>Ride, ride.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sky is spilt water,<br>a silver hello is flung<br>from star to star.<br>Black horse breaks<br>fire underfoot and now<br>his mane is a burnt city,<br>his mouth churned ocean,<br>foam on his belly a constellation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At last he tramples<br>the sand<br>behemoth<br>Asleep before the sea.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Pierre+Loving">Pierre Loving</a></strong></div>

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