Palinode XVII
Palinode XVII
I met my brother
the other day,
still galloping
to the races
on Saturdays and Saturdays,
his hands
clutching
the racing form,
his shining hooves
stirring up
a stampede of dust
in my mouth.
I met my brother
the other day,
still galloping
to the races
on Saturdays and Saturdays,
his hands
clutching
the racing form,
his shining hooves
stirring up
a stampede of dust
in my mouth.
Image credit: Singapore Turf Club
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