"A Swan. We Turn the Car Around to Look"
(Coleman Barks)
Martha's Vineyard in January, island
with seven, eight, or nine towns arranged
around it: Tisbury, West Tisbury, Chilmark,
Edgartown, Vineyard Haven, Menesha, and Oak
Bluffs, where we see a swan on the frozen
lake, not stuck in it like the duck we heard
about earlier today being pecked at by crows, with
no way to dodge; it could only duck
with its neck, duck the crow. This swan alone on
ice can walk and does, then sits on
its big feet, soon, such dignity. No one we ask
knows if it will stay through
winter, or if it's a day behind the flock,
or a month, oblivious to cold, settled out
on the open nowhere next a grey-silvering un-
frozen center of pondwater. I love
when you say I love being in love with you, and I you,
with dark lowering on this odd
delicious sight, singular, the three of us,
and the glide into liquid.
Coleman Barks was born and raised in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and educated at the University of North Carolina and the University of California at Berkeley. He taught poetry and creative writing at the University of Georgia for thirty years. Since being introduced to the work of Salaluddin Rumi by Robert Bly in 1976, he is the author of numerous Rumi translations and has been a student of Sufism since 1977. His work with Rumi was the subject of an hour-long segment in Bill Moyers's Language of Life series on PBS, and he is a featured poet and translator in Bill Moyers's poetry special, "Fooling with Words." His original poetry collections include Tentmaking (2001), Winter Sky: New and Selected Poems (2008), Gourd Seed (1993), and The Juice (1971). He lives in Athens, Georgia.
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