Poem -

Whenever a sparrow flies into a swan

Whenever a sparrow flies into a swan

If anyone ever
can be what they weren’t
and cry for another
with reciprocal yearning

then one and the other
make two now and ever
and bloom in the spring-time
a flower that’s better

with her and him
in a garden of colour
they sprout from the soil
like a father and mother

building familial spoils
whilst lying together
they move cloud away
from the always and ever

they love and they bundle
and smile and gather
in a semblance of now
that binds two together

and whenever a sparrow
flies into a swan
they know what wasn’t known
will surely be gone

and for whom the bell rings
(it rings only for thee)
conjoined at the heart –
adulation will see

and when the bell stops
it sends signals awry
and the angels from heaven –
they let out a sigh

yet in the end
a smile is seen in its stead
and the cattle (now starving)
soon will be fed

and the window and willow
are subtlety gleaned
as they run out of their skin
and by day’s end they come clean

and wash
and arrange
and fold away new –

for if anyone ever
can be what they weren’t
they will cry for another –

that other is you.
 

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