A Visit to Priapus and Other Stories by Glenway Wescott

Author:Glenway Wescott [Wescott, Glenway]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: University of Wisconsin Press
Published: 2013-11-29T05:00:00+00:00

Another day, one of our mares was mated with a neighbor’s Arab stallion. Ibn-Nafa is not a young horse, and he is as lean as if he still had to live on the dew and sprigs in his arid fatherland. His limbs are as slender as a Greyhound’s and the torso is extraordinarily cut out around them, in what you might call the equine armpit and equine groin. He holds his head in an intense crook like the hippocampus of Greek mythology. He is startlingly beautiful. A beauty which is all expression and animation: expression very dramatic and movement very rhythmic.

When finally he saw Winona, dark, musing, held by Saltmer, there among the apple trees, he promptly adjusted his mood to what, after all, was expected of him. There was no trail-gate; she had been teased by Beauboy or Guardian before leaving home. Ibn-Nafa went straight toward her as if his master had also assured him of it in so many words: all set, go on, she will not kick. This hoofed Escudero reached his female somewhat at an angle, and mounted so. There was very little toiling or delving, very little piston motion; but on the other hand the easy-seeming ejaculation went on a long time, they lightly swaying together as if in a far-away waltz.

When we got home and put Winona in her stall with her colt Mecca, he too behaved fantastically. He is the prettiest baby-beast on earth, we think: with every muscle as smooth as fruit, every tendon impeccable, and wild-looking crescent ears, and a blaze like an exclamation point. Now he is shedding his infant fuzz; under the golden chestnut of that, the color he will be, a sort of midnight brown, shows in streaks. He’s just two months old. Yet his mother’s return from his father’s embrace meant all the world to him. Having snuffed up and down her tail a while, delighting in their mixed fragrance, he thrust out his infant penis and held it straight and sharp, and so went prancing all around her and, with tosses of his exquisite head, kept looking up at her back as if only their differences in height restrained him from incest. The Arab is a famously amorous horse, more so than the noble Suffolk or coarse Belgian. And I suppose that in general, where sex appears greatest, in ostentatious embodiment or personification, it is not strongest. Idea and ideal and affection are the great hormones.

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