the swan drives a car
by Helen Yung
the swan drives a car ( window down;
wing half hanging out )
recalling a myth
recorded in glowing chalk
" i drive. i see you everywhere. "
white with light ; soft with whispers
the swan
tip of the wing floats gently
tracing
outside
airs
on and on
like a runner round stadium rings
round & on and round & on some more
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Author's Note
From my latest chapbook, wild swans. Let me know if you'd like a copy.
Other stories by Helen Yung
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I love the wing half out of the car flowing gently. I sometimes do that when I drive. Fave*
I love this. Fantastic.
Oooooooo. Just the idea of the swan driving... how cool. I'm not good a poetry so I wish I could tell you something wonderful about the writing. I can't. But I like this a lot.
nice work.
i liked the words,
and the spaces in between.
these spaces left room for the reader i felt.
Good image, the swan with its wing out, it gives rise to many paths of thought.
Yes! I normally am wary of spacing in poems but this is excellent. *
Beautiful images, beautiful look on the page.
distinct voice, transcendent and mythical.