Friday, August 08, 2008
On the Steppe (poem)
Like a Mongolian
Now you are arriving
just anywhere.
Like a Mongolian herdsman
who tackles his bride
on the steppe
and plants his flag to say,
“Here we are!”
Your horse, my mare,
what a combination.
Dorothy Walters
August 8, 2008
Now you are arriving
just anywhere.
Like a Mongolian herdsman
who tackles his bride
on the steppe
and plants his flag to say,
“Here we are!”
Your horse, my mare,
what a combination.
Dorothy Walters
August 8, 2008
(image from Wikipedia)
