please,
draw this week-old
filly for me.
tug out sweeping charcoal
lines onto the paper.
with soft willow draw
each curving, yielding detail:
the fringy mane, lamb’s tale,
sloppily knotted joints.
she’s an inquisitive
rascal.
catch that in her eyes as she
edges towards me.
draw her stiff-legged
joyful
bound away,
draw her curved neck in
one soft stroke.
she’s locked into the
matching curve of her mother’s
flank
and as
curve echoes curve
milk comes, peace holds,
and she shows me
glory.
draw it if you can,
this naked little filly,
my body is not
so bare
and innocent as hers.
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 7:30 PM UTC
please,
draw this week-old
filly for me.
tug out sweeping charcoal
lines onto the paper.
with soft willow draw
each curving, yielding detail:
the fringy mane, lamb’s tale,
sloppily knotted joints.
she’s an inquisitive
rascal.
catch that in her eyes as she
edges towards me.
draw her stiff-legged
joyful
bound away,
draw her curved neck in
one soft stroke.
she’s locked into the
matching curve of her mother’s
flank
and as
curve echoes curve
milk comes, peace holds,
and she shows me
glory.
draw it if you can,
this naked little filly,
my body is not
so bare
and innocent as hers.
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