- General Douglas MacArthur
There is actually a perceived methodology about equestrian statues:
if one leg is raised, the rider was wounded in battle and may (or may not) have died later. If th
The Warrior
Here where children skirmishA granite plinth and a statue
Of someone no one remembers
On a horse with one leg raised
And not yet shot from under him,
His sword raised and pointing
To some forgotten battlefield.
Or perhaps he's cutting a path
Through dead and dying in retreat,
Though such statues never honor
The soldier who left and lived
To fight another and better day.
A general no doubt, neither blue
Nor gray now but bloody rust-red,
Eyes fixed on an unseen point
In the hard-fought past that must
Have mattered then but doesn't now,
Time the implacable enemy
Of both the victor and vanquished;
His presence no longer commanding,
Epaulets of pigeons on his shoulders.
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2010-12-14 at 14:10
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