Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

The Cape Hunt


Foxhounds bark and tare away
with tails in the air
like guiding antennas
as if chasing a spectral bone

While hunters dressed in black
and some in red
with white helmets
follow at full gallop
urging their horses on.

What a spectacle they make
while they race
through the field
as they have being doing
since eighteen twenty-two.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 18, 2013
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