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The Swan

mute swans

The swan moves closer

to her reflection, swivels,

to see her full image.


She admires the perfection

of her white and black form

as she rotates under the Sun.


The reeds hold her picture

in their green-brown folio,

where water and earth meet.


The swan knows

there is more,

but leaves that for later.


poem, Sarah Fuhro

photo Robert Fuhro

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