Urban Swifts
they are the heralds
of Summer.
All the canvas is covered
with drawings of their precise traces.
The urban swifts,
they are piercing my heart
with their highest sharp screams
foreshadowing near coming of Fall.
Once in the morning I will awake and see
not a single small bird in the pale sky
- they have all flown away.
This is the Summer,
my Summer:
Urban swifts flying high in the deep blue expanse!
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This revised version could appear thanks to JDScooley
[ http://www.moontowncafe.com/members/view_profile.asp?id=25855 ]
who gave me some constructive critique and recommendations and urged me to improve it.
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