Here you will find the Poem Blue Arab of poet Judith Wright
The small blue Arab stallion dances on the hill like a glancing breaker, like a storm rearing in the sky, In his prick-ears,the wind, that wanderer and spy, sings of the dunes of Arabia, lion-coloured still. The small blue stallion poses like a centaur-god, netting the sun in his sea-spray mane, forgetting his stalwart mares for a phantom galloping unshod; changing for a heat-mirage his tall and velvet hill.
