In The Moon of Red Ponies

I’m currently reading this, the 23rd novel by James Lee Burke. This passage is some seriously good writing and Burke at his best…“JOHNNY AMERICAN HORSE’S dreams did not involve past events from his own life, guilt, erotic need, or even people or places he knew. His dreams were filled with birds and wild animals on alluvial moonscape, rivers and pink mesas he had never seen, herds of mustangs racing across a darkening plain forked by lightning. Sometimes the people in his dreams carried obsolete flintlocks, drove bison over cliffs, and sat by meat fires among cottonwoods whose leaves flickered like thousands of green butterflies.” – In The Moon of Red Ponies by James Lee Burke. 




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