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Black Swans

written by: Elizabeth Barton



A crowd of black swans smudges the edge of the sky,
Compass point of the liminal place;
Between night and day the veil parts
Summoning recall of a dream of Ra
Where I stood in the Library of Remembrance
And found the origin of a perplexing curse;
When I flew through the canopy of stars,
When in a place remote and unimaginable
I navigated my way through celestial crevasses
And possessed magical forbidden things;
Trespassing, I have brought them back to my world,
I behold them now in my mind's eye;
The sky is cobalt clear; the wind is cool
And black swans make a hurried wave,
Flickering shadows above the comfort of houses
Before they recede into the horizon of mystery.

Elizabeth Barton

Elizabeth Barton

Elizabeth Barton is an artist and poet living in New Zealand, close to nature and free to create. Her art is in private and public collections world wide.
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