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Thursday, 12 August 2021

Totems (II) by Thomas Matthew McGrath

A slow and heavy work horse?
A Clydesdale or Percheron?
Like a fenced-in cloud
Moves in the little pasture
Aimlessly. It is Jim Wright.

He moves delicately, avoiding
The round puffs of the clover
With his huge hooves. His fetlocks
Are hairy and melancholy.

Toward evening he goes
To the old watering trough.
He stands looking at the mossy stones on the bottom.
After a while he remembers
To lower his head and drink.

From: McGrath, Thomas, “Totems (II)” in Chicago Review, Vol. 27, No. 1, Talking American Poetry (Summer, 1975), p. 89.

Date: 1975

By: Thomas Matthew McGrath (1916-1990)