Horsedance
This is issue #93 of your inbox poetry magazine
Dancing they
are, frozen in a pose
revealing strength and radiating
a cheerfulness that is
contagious.
We drive through the city of horses almost every week. To take the kids horse riding. Everything in that town breathes horses. The part where the race track is, and many stables, even has adjusted traffic rules: horses always have priority. Of course, the town is also adorned with many statues of horses. The one pictured above is my favorite. Play, dance, love. That’s what I see. What do you see?
Read on for Something to listen to and Poetry elsewhere.
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Something to listen to
Many poets I have met online see poetry as either a hobby or a secondary career. For some, it really takes off after retirement. Like Harley. I really enjoyed speaking with him for the first season of the podcast:
This week’s poem is also available in the #trpplffct readings collection:
And of course, don’t forget our playlist for June. It has a lot of swing:
Poetry elsewhere
A walk to the village, with music and written in four different languages. This is a beautiful one: jazzy twist by Marta Gazzola.
Some people look at the stars. Others look up at the moon and dream of hopping about there, just like the characters in the Tintin comics Destination Moon and Explorers on the Moon. One of those moon-gazers is Punit. He wrote this wonderful poem about it: The Moon.
I like poetry that takes you places. Especially when it’s so vividly descriptive that by just reading, you feel you are travelling to that place. This poem by David just does that. Just read bem vindo abordo.