Swan's Road - Misophone

Down to the sea

That swan is of the estuary

That follows us endlessly

Until there is is no more

Down to to the swan’s road

Like dripping water beads

As the house in the dust

Which in the sunlight bleeds

Until I see the white

A fine bright shimmer shaking

Under a grey-white sky of light

That gives as much as taking

And coldest bones

As the sea splits open

I at last feel at home by the sun sea sloping

Until I see the white

Of brown shimmer shaking

Under a grey-white sky of light

That gives as much as taking