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Swans on the Green 2

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These three swans have taken up residence where Leet Water runs into River Tweed. They feed on the grass in this corner of the green much of the day, but when I go too near they quite slowly waddle off towards the water, with their large delicate wings outspread. Swans make so many different shapes with their bodies, it fascinates me to look at them.

March 17, 2014 - Posted by | Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , ,

2 Comments »

  1. A fitting photo for Rilke’s “Swan”

    This labouring of ours with all that remains undone,
    as if still bound to it,
    is like the lumbering gait of the swan.

    And then our dying—releasing ourselves
    from the very ground on which we stood—
    is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself

    into the water. It gently receives him,
    and, gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
    as wave follows wave,
    while he, now wholly serene and sure,
    with regal composure,
    allows himself to glide.

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    Comment by Sean J. | March 22, 2014 | Reply

    • Thank you, Sean, for taking the trouble to write out that Rilke poem, it actually resonates with me at the moment quite apart from being an apt comment on the photograph. A beautiful poem.

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      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | March 23, 2014 | Reply


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