Hourses
Monday, September 10th, 2007 by Wes“Off in the darkness hourses moved restlessly”
—a typo in Clifford Simak’s A Heritage of StarsWe believed they were horses; and so
we saddled up, we rode expectantly
through the long day and into the night.
Then we dismounted; and slept; and still
they continued to carry us
—the hours. They wouldn’t stop.
They carried us clean away.
– Albert Goldbarth, originally in Beloit Poetry Journal
