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We don't meet as equals the horse and I
our relationship already framed by his training
was it harsh?
accepts my encumbering saddle upon his back
and the bit in his mouth
not kicking, not bucking, not taking flight
holding his instincts in check
against myriad irritations
as only the most noble can do
until my legs and hands
and the balance of my body
signal I mean no harm
then, in exchange for that small civility,
he lends me his strength
his heart and his courage
sharing the best that he is
so I can be more than I am
for a little while
This poem first appeared in the Pangolin Review.
Used here with the author's permission.
Maryalicia Post grew up in New York City and has lived most of her life in Dublin, Ireland. A journalist and travel writer, she was also a "committed" cross country horseback rider for many years. Her book, After You, chronicles the year after her husband died. Learn more about Maryalicia at www.maryaliciatravel.com.
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