Oh, look! Splendid landscape, Crisp and bright days Amidst calls by a mad tyranny Fighting a lost cause. - Khaya Ronkainen
PS. I’ve written before about things that haunt me. So, I will say no more.
Oh, look! Splendid landscape, Crisp and bright days Amidst calls by a mad tyranny Fighting a lost cause. - Khaya Ronkainen
PS. I’ve written before about things that haunt me. So, I will say no more.
I’ve been following this pair since spring. Remember the vigilant cob? And then we went away for summer break, before I could see the cygnets.
Even though I know swans in the wild don’t always have success with their brood, my heart ached a little when I recently spotted this pair again, and without the cygnets. Anyway, today I share yet another poem inspired by these fascinating birds.
this autumn
first brood unsuccessful
you take it all in your stride
I dare not ask for more
as I find my stillness and trust
to continue on my path
Summer’s wreckage;
a darkish start
of September days