One of my favourite post-apcalyptic fictions: -
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The Horses[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Barely a twelvemonth after[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]The seven days war that put the world to sleep,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Late in the evening the strange horses came.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]By then we had made our covenant with silence,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]But in the first few days it was so still[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We listened to our breathing and were afraid.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]On the second day[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]The radios failed; we turned the knobs, no answer.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]On the third day a warship passed us, headed north,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Dead bodies piled on the deck. [/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]On the sixth day[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]A plane plunged over us into the sea. T[/FONT][/FONT][FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]hereafter[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Nothing. The radios dumb;[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And still they stand in corners of our kitchens,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And stand, perhaps, turned on, in a million rooms[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]All over the world. [/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]But now if they should speak,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]If on a sudden they should speak again,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]If on the stroke of noon a voice should speak,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We would not listen, we would not let it bring[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]That old bad world that swallowed its children quick[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]At one great gulp. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We would not have it again.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Sometimes we think of the nations lying asleep,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Curled blindly in impenetrable sorrow,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And then the thought confounds us with its strangeness.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]The tractors lie about our fields; at evening[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]They look like dank sea-monsters crouched and waiting.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We leave them where they are and let them rust:[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]"They'll molder away and be like other loam."[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We make our oxen drag our rusty ploughs,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Long laid aside. We have gone back[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Far past our fathers' land.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]A[/FONT][/FONT][FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]nd then, that evening[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Late in the summer the strange horses came.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We heard a distant tapping on the road,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]A deepening drumming; it stopped, went on again[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And at the corner changed to hollow thunder.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We saw the heads[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Like a wild wave charging and were afraid.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We had sold our horses in our fathers' time[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]To buy new tractors. Now they were strange to us[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]As fabulous steeds set on an ancient shield[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Or illustrations in a book of knights.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]We did not dare go near them. Yet they waited,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Stubborn and shy, as if they had been sent[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]By an old command to find our whereabouts[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And that long-lost archaic companionship.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]In the first moment we had never a thought[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]That they were creatures to be owned and used.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Among them were some half a dozen colts[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Dropped in some wilderness of the broken world,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Yet new as if they had come from their own Eden.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Since then they have pulled our ploughs and borne our loads,[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]But that free servitude still can pierce our hearts.[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif][FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Our life is changed; their coming our beginning. [/FONT][/FONT]
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Edwin Muir[/FONT][/FONT]