Han River Poems : The Swallow Swoops the River

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

The swallow swoops the river,

victory tail,
forward flight.

Compact wingspan fan
round your body tight.

Pin me with your sharpened eyes,

a blur through skies on hidden therms.

Rust-chested dive on windy underside
over this lonely fellow belied

hunting,
feeding on the fly,
mosquitoes and gnats,
so spry.

More patient than frantic fruit bats.

Supersonic,
pure inertia.

As gracious as an Audrey Hepburn.

As Monet as a brush stroked impression.

Lace this river with your heaven,

for to catch a glimpse,

to swallow my grounded pride,

nestled in a dream tonight

and with you soar in morning

before I reach the bye and bye.

Han River Poems