Solmaz Sharif - Persistence of Vision with Gwendolyn Brooks

In the rearview, fog extinguishes the hills of new

money—mansions on acres away from road or sight.

Their architected privacy, windows to look out at

a land that won't look back. The fog's secure drapery.

It's space to dance through they buy and what one

might call "dappled light" moving across their acres, light

through their oaks moving over their mares, brushed to a sheen.

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Palms of sugar cubes. Soft snorting, I bet. Here, Muybridge

proved their horses fly a moment. In their homes, they...