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On Horses -- Vernon Watkens



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The mare lies down in the grass where the next of the skylark is hidden. Her eyes drink the delicate horizon moving behind the song. Deep sink the skies, a well of voices. Her sleep is the vessel of Summer.
    -- Vernon Watkens (1906-1967), Welsh poet
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