Saturday, November 14, 2009

Day 65: Mission Accomplished

A new painting
Wild Swans
-Edna St. Vincent Millay

I looked into my heart while the wild swans went over.
And what did I see I had not seen before?
Only a question less or a question more;
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying.
Tiresome heart, forever living and dying,
House without air, I leave you and lock your door.
Wild swans, come over the town, come over
The town again, trailing your legs and crying!

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