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Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg
Carl Sandburg was born in Galesburg, Illinois, on January 6, 1878. His parents,...
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FURTHER READING
Poems about Horses
The Destruction Of Sennacherib
by George Gordon Byron
A Horse Grazes in My Shadow
by Matt Rasmussen
Dead Horse
by Thomas Lux
Horses at Midnight Without a Moon
by Jack Gilbert
I Lost My Horse
by Cecily Parks
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
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Remorse

 
by Carl Sandburg

The horse's name was Remorse.
There were people said, "Gee, what a nag!"
And they were Edgar Allan Poe bugs and so
They called him Remorse.
                                    When he was a gelding
He flashed his heels to other ponies
And threw dust in the noses of other ponies
And won his first race and his second
And another and another and hardly ever
Came under the wire behind the other runners.

And so, Remorse, who is gone, was the hero of a play
By Henry Blossom, who is now gone.
What is there to a monicker? Call me anything.
A nut, a cheese, something that the cat brought in. Nick me with any old name.
Class me up for a fish, a gorilla, a slant head, an egg, a ham.
Only ... slam me across the ears sometimes ... and hunt for a white star
In my forehead and twist the bang of my forelock around it.
Make a wish for me. Maybe I will light out like a streak of wind.







This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on May 4, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.
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