Finding Horse Skulls on a Day That Smelled of Flowers 

Tom Hennen

At the place where I found the two white skulls 

Sunlight came through the aspen branches.

Under one skull were 

Large beetles with hard bodies. 

The other one 

I didn’t move.

Around them new grass grew 

Making the scent of the earth visible. 

Where the sun touched shining bone

It was warm 

As though the horses were dreaming 

In the spring afternoon 

With night 

Still miles away.