Centaur (verse)
Coffin, Robert P. Tristram
Qentaur The raindrops slant down close together; A year-old horse back to the weather Looks yearningly toward the panes Where creatures live who hate the rains. He knows that he should turn and...
...Robert P. Tristram Coffin...
...He knows that he should turn and run As if the rain were merely fun And make his neck an arch and show The universe how it should go...
...Horses ought to love their kin And not desire to go in Because their kin are rough in play Like the rain that falls today...
...Still, he cannot choose but stare At the place where ones who share Their food with others keep them dry, He wonders if they know he's nigh...
...In some dark corner of his skull He knows these creatures slow and dull Taste some pleasure he's denied When they pat and sleek his side...
...Then impatient with this dim Trouble that has stirred in him He wheels and counterfeits a glee To shake off such disloyalty...
Vol. 12 • October 1930 • No. 22
