Trees and Horses
Trees stand motionless among themselves, Some are solitary.
Horses wander over wide pastures; At night they herd closely, Rumps hunched to the wind.
Alice Corbin Henderson
Trees stand motionless among themselves, Some are solitary.
Horses wander over wide pastures; At night they herd closely, Rumps hunched to the wind.
Alice Corbin Henderson’s poem sets two quiet scenes side by side. First, trees: some stand together but motionless, others completely alone. Their stillness feels permanent, a way of being rooted in place without need for company.
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