written by: Stanley Wilkin
Head bowed, flowing across the water
Like an organic sepulchre-
Lost in writhing reeds
It raises its head once more,
Glancing mutely around
It sighs, its breath dying in the snow.
A symbol of light,
The swan is transfigured.
Stanley Wilkin is an academic and writer whose work can be seen on Google Scholar, Google Books, Academia.edu and Rearchgate.
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