I am trying to find this poem. I only discovered the author today.
I remember my grandmother rattling this off in the 1950's. She would start at a reasonable speed, but as the horse race proceeded her delivery would quicken, until eventually Kising Cup crossed the finish line. I remember little from it, other than the jockey rode " in the King's Colours "
I would love to find this poem.
It appears to have been turned into a play, filmed in the 1930s - see [www.imdb.com] and [movies.nytimes.com] />
The Scottish Poetry Library were also looking for the poem last August - it would seem to no avail [www.spl.org.uk] />
I'm sure I've seen it somewhere, but didn't obtain a copy. Will keep looking
marian222... thanks for your response to my post. I do hope you come across it eventually. It seems odd to me that a poem can just drop out of sight, it must be in a poetry anthology somewhere.
I think this piece can be found on my own website under the title: 'Silver Cup's Last Race' by Campbell Rae Brown.