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Przewalski’s Horse

The last true wild horse

gallops from walls of Niaux

or Lascaux, from the haze


of primitive rites or catalog

of extinction that unrolled

through the guns of World War II,


until the thick-necked dun

is uncaged into our century

on the plains of Khustain Nuruu.



copyright 2014 by Clarence Wolfshohl, with all rights reserved

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Clarence Wolfshohl


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