Centaur, a Horse Named After a Bull

Penelope’s envelope
holds a letter,
red on
her ivory—

she passes
arrows
to those who care,
lends her bow

to test
who bends it—
hipped
like a horse,

heeled
to tally—

till she sees
the Bull
from restless sea

wiped
by her winged
Pegasus,

best bowman
of them all.