When a previously unfamiliar poem evokes a feeling of 'belonging' or coming home, it is exceptionally affecting. Our bridges are relatively few between the outer world and our inner world. Increasingly we need those bridges and those mythical horses - and the gods they carry.
( Stephanie Dowrick - In the company of Rilke. A shot in the dark this book, and not too sure about it, fearing a bit of a woolly New Age spiritual take on RMR, but I think I quite like where it's going, a kind of extended reader's response, with a smorgasbord of interesting references.
Picture - Circus Horse, Pierre Bonnard, c.1936)