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C.N.P Poetry
Horse + Smoke
By: Elizabeth Cohen 1. Horse Horse, I am going to lead you to water. I’ll take your harness, walk you down. All day you have run in the paddock with the other horses, using your tail that clever way, to brush the flies away from one another’s eyes. I’ve seen, too, how you avoid stumbling on the rocky steeps of the BLM, the way you round the bend into evening’s secrets, like you share them. I have felt the way you waltz over the black ice beneath me. Seen you stand in the stif

Cathexis Northwest Press
Jan 1, 2025
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