The horses are coming

The horses are coming

Galloping hoves

With the rebenque high in my hand

Whipping the criollos with

Tangled manes and thick fur

In valleys in Santa Cruz

Into beating limitless hearts

I grab the yegua by the whiters

And the blood in my veins

Carries her legs

Beyond the glacier

And the bus loads of tourists

To the other side of the cordillera

Where gauchos can not

Dominate the wildest of ariscos



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