Black Swan (Fekete hattyú)

a verse translation of a poem by Ágnes Nemes Nagy

Black Swan by Elizabeth Gould (Creative Commons)

Wooden platform made of birch,
at its helm I made my perch.
Under the bridge, suddenly,
Graceful bird appeared for me.

Thought I’d see an iv’ry swan —
Was as black as coal, this one.
Crimson legs and crimson beak,
molten coal, a…

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poetry that dares to be funny, edgy, irreverent

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