When We Come Back As Horses
When we come back as horses
we’ll need a bigger country than this—
a country with sky from ear to ear
and no towns at all.
Freed from words at last, our every movement
will be a hymn. I’ll follow you everywhere—
horses are free to follow other horses
in ways that humans are not.
We’ll be experts at remaining dear to one another.
Suddenly, we’ll find such things quite easy.
The world we come back to will be all horizon.
Horses and horizons are made for one another.
When we come back as horses
I’ll race you there.
Mary Ford Neal is the author of two poetry collections: ‘Dawning’ (Indigo Dreams, 2021) and ‘Relativism’ (Taproot Press, 2022). Her poetry is published widely in print and online, has been commissioned by the BBC, and has received several Pushcart and BOTN nominations. Mary is a legal academic and lives near Glasgow in the West of Scotland.
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