White horse clothed,
In tones of wine and gold,
Majestic head held high.
Sunlight flowing over luminous skin.
Tangled hair beats against the wind,
As hooves clatter on stone,
Along the streets, they walked,
Over her chest, was draped,
A thin arm, the other reaching for the reins,
Her head bowed low under the weight,
of the gazes of the townsfolk,
Of the sun and the shadows of the mason-work.
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 10:59 AM UTC
White horse clothed,
In tones of wine and gold,
Majestic head held high.
Sunlight flowing over luminous skin.
Tangled hair beats against the wind,
As hooves clatter on stone,
Along the streets, they walked,
Over her chest, was draped,
A thin arm, the other reaching for the reins,
Her head bowed low under the weight,
of the gazes of the townsfolk,
Of the sun and the shadows of the mason-work.
This is an Ekphrastic poem about the painting Lady Godiva by John Collier.