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“September Night with an Old Horse” by Robert Bly 🇺🇸 (23 Dec 1926 – 21 Nov 2021)
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Tonight I rode through the cornfield in the moonlight!
The dying grass is still, waiting for winter,
And the dark weeds are waiting, as if under water …
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In Arabia, the horses live in the tents,
Near dark gold, and water, and tombs.
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How beautiful to walk out at midnight in the moonlight
Dreaming of animals.