I bought Horses becaise Michael Stipe told me too. Then I bought the three that succeeded it. I was 18. 19. Patti was a prmer. An educator. Militant. Strident. A guide. Read this. Try that. She's still burning but she'll never need to burn brighter than she did here.
I'm listening to Horses as the sun sets at the end of my weekend. I might as well be listening to it for the first time. It's a star that never dims. A snake that sheds it skin and renews itself. A sun burning in a hot heaven. An alien landscape .A new road. And othe wondrous things. Add your own. Write a poem. Encouragement. Inspiration. Take the deep plunge.

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