god'swife27 Aug 2002

You've got a natural classic style. I picture a stable-hand, fond of his master, who lost his spritual guidance and his job all in one blow. More of that erotic tension found in "the red shoes". The mare scarred him but he loves and misses her. Because she is strong and potentionally dangerous, but willing to please. There's a beauty beyond telling in that. To tame a gorgeous beast, be able to stand near it, and befriend it is thrilling. Lines 11 & 12 are my favorites, but I can't aticulate why. Ends well, with the insects accentuating his void.