{"product_id":"secretariat-the-red-freak-the-miracle-9781680032895","title":"Secretariat: The Red Freak, The Miracle","description":"\u003cb\u003eBook Synopsis\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis collection of poems captures the life and brilliance of one of racings biggest legends. In a lyrical style that brings the tale of Secretariat to life, Lifshin highlights the beauty and wonder of the foal’s early days from birth to the track. As always, Lifshin focuses on Secretariat’s life before the track, outlining the playfully perfect foal who found his way into the hearts of many.\u003cbr\u003e Full of emotion and beauty, this collection outlines the life and death of one of the tracks biggest racing legends.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003efrom “\u003c\/i\u003eAs The Days Get Longer”\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e the horse dreams\u003cbr\u003e of flying in the air\u003cbr\u003e like a gust of wind\u003cbr\u003e on an abandoned\u003cbr\u003e Christmas tree,\u003cbr\u003e red exploding like\u003cbr\u003e a spurt of light,\u003cbr\u003e flaming wildly like\u003cbr\u003e those boughs of\u003cbr\u003e northern lights\u003cbr\u003e out of darkness\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eTable of Contents\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e When a Leggy Foal Comes into the World \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e  On a Night Herons Were Driving thru the Waves of Night, March 30th, 1970 \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e  On That Night Was Somethingroyal \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e  Those Who Eased Secretariat from Somethingroyal \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Scrambling and Scampering, Leaping and Jogging \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After a Week or Two \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Bigger than Most Foals \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e A Bruiser,” Some \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e As the Days Get Longer \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e He Was Different \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Mother’s Buck and Yowl for Their Stolen Jewels \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Before He’d Gulped His Crushed Oats \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Now He Can’t Smell her, Feel Her \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Into the Night like the Other Weanlings \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Weaning Day, the Babies \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Like the Other Just Weaned Foals \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e A Different Morning Smell \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Feeling Touch as a Song They Can Dance To \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e It was Always One Move at a Time \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Glittering \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e What the Horse Must Feel \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Colts Chasing Each Other in the Field \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Later in the Soft Sand \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Gorgeous Red Chestnut Growing into What Was to Come \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e When You See a Horse Glistening in the Morning Light \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e His Nostrils, Soft as Violets \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Before the Trip South in the Still Black Early Morning, Only the Slight Light \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Bringing Secretariat to Florida \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Last Ice Slides from the Leaves \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Inside the Barn \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e He’s a Nice Colt and He’s Just a Baby, You Take Care of Him” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Almost Too Beautiful Some Said \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e I Have to Get the Fat Off Him First, I Have to Teach Him to Run. He’s Big, Awkward, and Doesn’t Know What to Do with Himself” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Night Blues, Secretariat Waiting \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e A Horse that Sleeps Mostly Standing Up \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Too Plump and Pretty \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e A Chubby Clown Leaves as a Prince \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e April 1, 1972 \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Secretariat Was Wild \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e His First Race \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Days after Aqueduct \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Secretariat Can Run Fast and Far. I Think He’ll Go Down in History as Another Man O’War \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Horse Heaven \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Under the Rippling Jade of Elms \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Opening Day, Saratoga \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e He Just Floats \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Hopeful \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Saratoga, Dark Day at the Track \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Hanging Back, as If Gathering Himself \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e That August \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Leaving Saratoga, as Horses Load Into the Vans \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e He Wasn’t like the Dark Beauty \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Years Later Will Secretariat Remember \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Saratoga Photograph \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Past the Gingerbread House, Guitar Moan from CafÉ Lena on Phila \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Like Something Out of a Fairy Tale \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e His Personality Reached Out \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Night Before Any Races \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Drawing the Place for the Post \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Ron Turcotte \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Derby \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Derby Day \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Like Flowers Put in Cool \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After a Clear Start \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Race \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Other Horses Saw a Shadow Coming from Behind and Knew it Wasn’t Their Shadow \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Before the Preakness \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e He Looks like a Rolls Royce in a Field of Volkswagens” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Coming from the Place \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e You Know (He) Sorta like an Airplane Jus’ Put It on the Runway—When You Wants and Take Off Woosh” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Thinking of Secretariat after the Preakness \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Preakness, thru Dripping Larch and Maples Heading Out from Stall 41 \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e It’s Like He’s Not Real \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e You Get Some Good Hosses You Can Figure Gonna” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e That’s an Awful Lot of People Standin in That Stall” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Night Before the Belmont \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Gloomy and Gray Morning \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Just Before the Belmont \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Day of the Race \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Hours Before They Announced \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Just Before Post Time \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e As the Gates Crashed \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Like a Train Tearing Up the Rails \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e With the Wind, the Silks \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Applause Accompanying Secretariat Home \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Belmont \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e It was a New World \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e His Face on Time \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e 200 Fan Mails a Day \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Day Secretariat Left Belmont \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After the Last of the Triple Crown Wins \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Does he Dream Other Barns and Stables \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Some Nights Secretariat Dreams \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Secretariat’s Dream #17 \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e What’s Left \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Even Grown Men Are Crying Blues \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e When the Great Horse Leaves the Track for the Last Time \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In One Photo of Big Red \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photograph: Final Farewell at Aqueduct \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Bringing Secretariat to Clairborne, November 12, 1973 \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Those Who Never Cried \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photograph: Ron Turcotte Saying Goodbye \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photograph: Boarding the Plane \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photo of Secretariat in the Fuselage Going Back       \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In That Photograph \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Plane to Clairborne Photograph \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In This Photograph the Plane Seems Rounded \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photograph: Secretariat with Eddie Sweat on the Plane Back to Clairborne \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Blue and White Chartered Plane \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e At Lexington \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On the Day He Comes to Clairborne \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e For Company, Torn Leaves Perfumed With the Scent of Mares \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On This November Sunday \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Secretariat \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e On One of His Last Nights Secretariat Dreams \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e When Secretariat Dreamt \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Mist Slides from Blue Moonlight \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Photograph at Clairborne Early Before Visitors Come to Press Against the Fence, Spray from the Horse’s Bath in the Air like Snowflakes \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Early Quiet Morning \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Between Mares at the Stud Farm \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e When Lightning Came \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In the Fields of Spring \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Hot July, With the Sky Cloudless, Cobalt \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In Other Fields \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Was Secretariat Puzzled? \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Past White Swans and the Century Oaks \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Some Say Horses Know: He Was Led to the Van, a Shank Clipped Over Him \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Each Year the Red Horse, a Little Less Red \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Tho a Horse Can Never Tell You His Dreams \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e For Stallions, Touch is a Fleeting Pleasure \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Laminae \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e After Those Gorgeous Feet \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Is Secretariat Learning New Music? \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e If You Part of the Animal You Got to Cry, That’s When the Sad Moment Come” \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e In Those Last Days \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Sucker-Punched \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e No, a Horse Can’t Tell You His Dream \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Some Say Horses Know When \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e That Morning \u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e Too Perfect to Replicate \u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e The Heart of an Average Horse Weighs about 9 Lbs 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