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title: Swan song
id: swansong
genre: verse
project:
title: Elegies for alternate selves
class: elegies
order: 24
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| Swans fly overhead singing goodbye
| to we [walkers of the earth][ithappened]. You point
| to them in formation, you tell me
| you are not you. [You are the air the swans
| walk on][alt] as they journey like pilgrims
| to a temple in the south. A curtain
| there separates me from you, swans
| from the air they fly through. I say
| that you are no longer the temple,
| that you have been through fire
| and are now less than ash. You are
| a [mirror][] of me, the [air without a swan][trumpet].
| Together, we are each other. You
| and I have both nothing and everything
| at once. We own the world and nothing in it.
[ithappened]: howithappened.html
[mirror]: moongone.html
[trumpet]: deathstrumpet.html
[alt]: swansong-alt.html
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