A Horse Grazes in My Shadow

Matt Rasmussen

 
             after James Wright
Startled by my breath it bolts
to the other end of the field.
The horizon's brow rasps
against a green cloud
which seems both
desperate and sincere.  
Into a dead tree
a flame of bird
drives its burning beak.
And somewhere out here
I have come to terms
with my brother's suicide.
I wish the god of this place
would put me in its mouth
until I dissolve, until
the field doesn't end
and I am broken open
like a shotgun,
swabbed clean.
 
Copyright 2012 by Matt Rasmussen. Used with permission of the author.

Poems by This Author

After Suicide by Matt Rasmussen
Chekhov's Gun by Matt Rasmussen
Nothing ever absolutely has to happen. The gun
Elegy in X Parts [Kafka said, A book] by Matt Rasmussen
Elegy in X Parts [My foreshadow stretches] by Matt Rasmussen
My foreshadow stretches
In Whoever's Hotel Room This Is by Matt Rasmussen
If it were up to me
Skyscraper by Matt Rasmussen
A sword thrust


Further Reading

Poems about Horses
The Destruction Of Sennacherib
by George Gordon Byron
Dead Horse
by Thomas Lux
Horses at Midnight Without a Moon
by Jack Gilbert
I Lost My Horse
by Cecily Parks
Remorse
by Carl Sandburg
Ruin
by Seth Abramson
She Leaves Me Again, Six Months Later
by Collier Nogues
The Dusk of Horses
by James Dickey
The White Horse
by D. H. Lawrence