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For this session we read a poem “The Snow Mare” by N. Scott Momaday, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about a burden of being.”

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The Snow Mare by N. Scott Momaday

In my dream, a blue mare loping,
Pewter on a porcelain field, away.
There are bursts of soft commotion
Where her hooves drive in the drifts,
And as dusk ebbs on the plane of night,
She shears the web of winter,
And on the far, blind side
She is no more. I behold nothing,
Wherein the mare dissolves in memory,
Beyond the burden of being.

Credit: N. Scott Momaday
Source: Poets.org