Swans in Agony

Swans in AgonyHow the willow weeps there at the endOver the grey pond where ducks and geese waddle and cluckAnd the swansTwo big swans, a couple (it’s said they mate for life)These swim and dunk, oblivious The other birds a mere annoyanceAt table other couples sitSix people, no swans, less wine today, less ginTalking of [ ]