The Swan

 Leaf 57 – Homeward Bound

 

This poem was written about a swan which I saw making a very stately and regal-looking progress upstream on the wide, tidal stretch of the River Thames, known as the Pool of London, where I used to live at Limehouse. But the photos illustrating this post were taken by me at Grantchester Meadow in Cambridgeshire. I suppose swans are the real monarchs of Britain’s inland waterways, wherever they go.

 

 

Celestial and serene,

a swan gliding

along the sunlit path

of the Thames.

 

 

Photographs by Tim Chamberlain (2020)