A Pasture of my Palm.(Poem) From: Poetry | Date: August 1, 2003| Author: Becker, Robin | COPYRIGHT 2003 Modern Poetry Association. This material is published under license from the publisher through the Gale Group, Farmington Hills, Michigan.  All inquiries regarding rights should be directed to the Gale Group.Copyright information

 
A PASTURE OF MY PALM 
 
   Trembling, desirous, above the display 
   case, I hovered with my child's hand. Beneath, 
   porcelain palominos stamped their feet 
   and foals stood with their long legs splayed. I longed 
 
   to take one home, to place it on a shelf 
   and study the raised leg, the frothy mane. 
   Then, cupping the horse's shape in my hand, 
   I'd make a pasture of my palm, a field. 
 
   No one was looking, no one, I reasoned, 
   would know I swiped it, toy in my po...