Morgan Michaels


The Swan (to Victor Hugo)


Andromache, who fed the river with your tears
and saw your widow's grief mirrored in the flood,
It's you this mock-Simois reminds me of
Meandering along the

Just completed square-
Whoa! and my brain reels with memories.
The city that we knew is gone-alas, the plan
Of a town changes faster than the mind of a man!

Here there was a barracks of military men,
There, by those trees, a big-top and some tents,
Puddles where lawns and lawns where puddles, weren't,
All in a likeable crazy-quilt;

And there-was a zoo:
One morning, as the day came on, I saw
Beneath a sky dumb and cold-bare-
Blown clean by chastening winds

A swan, that escaping its hut,
Drily padded the crushed stone,
Its gorgeous plumes trailing the ground,
To slip into a waterless rut;

Where, nervously dipping its wings in the dust,
(Recalling some primordial bay?) it
Oped its beak to the sky and brayed
'Rain, when will you rain? Thunder, when will you sound? '.

Sometimes, heaven fatally blue,
I see it again, that fateful swan-
Again, I hear its broken-hearted cry
Sung to an infinitely empty sky.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Edited: Sunday, June 15, 2014

Topic of this poem: love

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