BENSON, ARIZONA - Approfittate della scomparsa di Baxter Black per scoprire assieme a noi l'esistenza della poesia cowboy, di cui il buon Baxter era fautore. Dopo aver curato mucche e cavalli per circa un ventennio, infatti, il veterinario Baxter Black divenne uno dei più noti poeti cowboy del mondo... il che è tutto dire! Cosa? Non avete ancora capito che cosa sia la poesia cowboy? Ok, ora ve ne daremo un prezioso esempio:The West
They don’t call it Death Valley for nuthin’
And coyotes don’t make a good pet
But livin’ out here with the griz and the deer
you pretty much take what you get
And the Rockies have shoulders like granite
They’re big and they make their own rules
So take what you need but you better pay heed
‘Cause the mountain don’t tolerate fools
And the wind is the moan of the prairie
That haunts and bedevils the plains
The soul stealin’ kind that can fray a man’s mind
Till only his whimper remains
You can stand in the canyon’s cathedral
Where water and sky never rest
And you know in your bones that the meek, on their own
Will never inherit the West
It’s wild and it’s wide and it’s lonesome
Where the dream of first blood still survives
And it beckons to those who can bid adios
To the comfort of 8 to 5 lives
So come all you brave caballeros
Cinch up and reach down inside
Till you feel the heat, then take a deep seat
‘Cause the West, boys, she ain’t broke to ride link
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