Monday, January 17, 2011

Snow on the East Wind / Edward Plunkett

Snow on the East Wind

A black horse came to visit us,
    His hooves on the hills drumming
All the way from the Caucasus,
    And was three days coming.

On his back was a lady light,
    And cruelly did she ride him.
He dropped dead at our doors by night
    As she softly stepped from astride him.

Edward Plunkett
from Fifty Poems, 1930

[Poem is in the public domain in Canada]

Edward Plunkett, Lord Dunsany biography

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