Go to the Hirshhorn Sculpture Garden (Part III)

Marino Marini - Horse and Rider

Horse man splay pointed seven star
That's when you forget (and recall) -
And the breath that claps like a windy sail
Denies my description; would never watch itself
or care to record its own
glorious niagara of sweat sweet glee
but must be primly chained with inky ropes
(the time trapped thoughts of those who see)