The Swans at Glasgow Pond
by Jack Conway
The swans at Glasgow Pond look painted onto the ice
formed along the banks. I would like to thank
whoever drew them there; their bright white feathers
ruffled in the winter weather backdrop of the freshly
fallen snow. And even though it’s cold I go walking
through the fields. They stir a bit as if to let me know
they’re real. Some lives seem painted, too, against the
clear blue slip of sky and jagged pines. I would surmise
that someone watching in another time or place might
make the same mistake in contemplating what they’d
seen and think that I was drawn into this landscape scene.