The rider Victory reins his horse Midway across the empty bridge As if head-tall he had met a wall. Yet there was nothing there at all, No bodiless barrier, ghostly ridge To check the charger in his course So suddenly, you'd think he'd fall. Suspended, horse and rider stare Leaping on air and legendary. In front the waiting kingdom lies, The bridge and all the roads are free; But halted in implacable air Rider and horse with stony eyes Uprear their motionless statuary. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN FOR REMEMBERING HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU by JAMES GALVIN FOR WALT WHITMAN by DAVID IGNATOW AFTERGLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IVY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO RICHARD R. WRIGHT - INSTRUCTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |