Louise Gluck

(22 April 1943 / New York / United States)

Horse - Poem by Louise Gluck

What does the horse give you
That I cannot give you?

I watch you when you are alone,
When you ride into the field behind the dairy,
Your hands buried in the mare's
Dark mane.

Then I know what lies behind your silence:
Scorn, hatred of me, of marriage. Still,
You want me to touch you; you cry out
As brides cry, but when I look at you I see
There are no children in your body.
Then what is there?

Nothing, I think. Only haste
To die before I die.

In a dream, I watched you ride the horse
Over the dry fields and then
Dismount: you two walked together;
In the dark, you had no shadows.
But I felt them coming toward me
Since at night they go anywhere,
They are their own masters.

Look at me. You think I don't understand?
What is the animal
If not passage out of this life?

Comments about Horse by Louise Gluck

  • Gold Star - 17,305 Points Luo Zhihai (1/18/2015 2:27:00 PM)

    What a good poem this is! I love the lines. (Report) Reply

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    Mich to ponder on after the read. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (5/10/2014 6:13:00 PM)

    Very interesting poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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