All Your Horses Poem by Kay Ryan

All Your Horses

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Say when rain
cannot make
you more wet
or a certain
thought can't
deepen and yet
you think it again:
you have lost
count. A larger
amount is
no longer a
larger amount.
There has been
a collapse; perhaps
in the night.
Like a rupture
in water (which
can't rupture
of course). All
your horses
broken out with
all your horses.

Saturday, January 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: horses
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Kay Ryan

Kay Ryan

San Jose, California
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