Tuesday, 25 September 2012

83/100 And tatters of blood

I bought the horse in Dublin.
Seven times
It reared against horn and shield-wall
Now that it's hide and bone, that nag,
And tatters of blood
I am walking back to the town.

[from 'Orkneymen at Clontarf, AD 1014, George Mackay Brown, 'Selected poems 1952-1992']

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