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Courbet's 'The Diligence in the Snow' (1860)
(The Hugh Lane – Dublin City Gallery)
a drift as at sea
where the pines stand, roof through
one horse rears
and the little one, ox back
might be in prayer
but is probably warming his hands
fat chance!
houses are drowning
bare limbs of the last bush to go under
fierce wind the pines point
and their coats shake down
the coach is bearing a burden of snow
there's dark under
there's dark above
in lines as far as the eye will go
you could go down
with the light falling
and pass beyond the cold
there's one dives as if the wave could be ridden
there's another who's like an artist
brush for measure
and grandma tags along
we slide
we right ourselves to see
we see far into the wave
we're borne
as in a drift at sea
ReplyDeletea remarkable painting
of the dangers
you find in snow
a remarkable poem
of the dangers
you will find