The Swan Flap

The swan flapped on the water.

everyone's heart rose.

It was unofficially a sign of spring.

the details were invisible in the air

or against the skin,

yet they were present in the smell and

longing odour of the wiley winds of today.

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Oh a swan... sigh! It's been too long since I saw swans fly over my head and your poem has brought that image back to me. It wasn't at Coole... but one day.
Just beautiful, J-man