Monday, December 12, 2016

                                Posting

                                A Duet


think of the horse instead of
 how she so controls with
clenching thighs
posting on the pommel

think of the horse instead
of how with breathing leg
they rode together
riding back to the barn

seventeen hands
that wondrous mare that jumped
surely seven foot fences
whenever asked


copyright © Dick Russell

                  2016

Thursday, December 8, 2016

.                  After Catullus (64.397)

The gods will not come now impiety stains us
now that for injustice nobody desires justice
brothers killing brothers parents un-mourned

they will not come now to funerals
for a father wished death on his grown-up son
so he might marry her hesitant of his heir

they will not come now to marriages
for they see auguries in incest
even household gods flee such pollution

an evil mix blended thoroughly with madness
has turned them away they will not mind us
they do not want to dignify our feasts

not suffer their clear brilliance to be stained. 


                         Dick Russell
                           copyright
                              2016

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