Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BOLD CHAMPION, by JEAN RASEY First Line: Bold champion could stir your racing blood Last Line: She'd won a derby only yesterday. Subject(s): Horse Racing | ||||||||
Bold Champion could stir your racing blood By walking. There was something in her stride As if the pasture trail might turn out wide. Its ranging tread, too often deep in mud, Surprised her even yet. And when a flood Of other hoofbeats came, the racer eyed The pasture still unreconciled, then shied And lunged with more than one resounding thud, As if imagining her sprint could bring The galleries to the hillside, tier on tier, And to the trail beneath, the racing-way. She came to mend an injury one spring But anyone could see, to watch her rear, She'd won a Derby only yesterday. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TOM FOOL AT JAMAICA by MARIANNE MOORE THE HORSES RUN BACK TO THEIR STALLS by LINDA GREGERSON POLYHYMNIA: FRAGMENTS by WILLIAM BASSE THE IDLER'S CALENDAR: JULY. GOODWORD by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LEITH RACES by ROBERT FERGUSSON GWINE TO RUN ALL NIGHT by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER HOW THE OLD HORSE WON THE BET by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES |
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