Her Feet as Two White Swans

by Aidan Andrew Dun

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Royal birds
on the river
went sailing
a slow white
navy in
peacetime.

Where two
straights of
the river join
white pleasure-
ships went
sailing.

Two white ones
in proud
navigations
came with
playfulness to
the green
edge.

There they
sailed, smoothly
moving
bringing
the river
excitement, O!

Shapes
elongated
curved and weighted
white in the
river-column
floated.

Deep water
swerved in
pleasure extremely
making sensations
and whirlpools
spin.

The water felt a
similar upliftment
as when a
saint’s feet
bring joy
to the ground.

Two swans
on the river
went sailing
a white
armada of
pleasure-ships.

The white birds
moved, two
beautiful feet
gliding across
a bright plane
of glass.

One was
a fraction larger
than the other
both had
silver tips
to their wings.

Invention
plays no part
in this song
ask my Lady
of the Sea of Milk
she was there!

She was
the one
who showed
all to me
the slow drift
of pleasure
shining.






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