Verse in Memory of George Floyd — The Trumpeter Swans (the Pen and the Cob)

THE TRUMPETER SWANS


The pen sits and waits
Upon her nest among 
The reeds where no
Man’s greed can steal
Or break the eggs
Beneath her breast

She blares no trumpet
To call attention to
Herself and the unborn
Cygnets she soon will
Carry on her back to
Keep them safe

She waits patiently in
Silence among the
Cat-tails where red-wing
Black birds soon will
Soar and swoop around 
Her nest to feed their kind

She sees no red, no
Black, no white, and
Hears no honking from
The noisy swamp where
Black birds die beneath
A rogue cob’s knee.

- Gordon C. Stewart, with the trumpeter swans by the wetland, June 3, 2020

The Anguished Heart of God

“Now the whole earth was corrupt in God’s sight and was filled with violence.” “The Lord was grieved that he had made man upon the earth, and his heart was filled with pain.”

Genesis, chapter 6, verses 11 and 6.

— Gordon C. Stewart with the trumpeter swans by the Minnesota wetland, June 4, 2020.on’t

7 thoughts on “Verse in Memory of George Floyd — The Trumpeter Swans (the Pen and the Cob)

  1. Just found a moment to sit down and read this. Beautifully written and yet chilling in some ways. I do believe God’s heart is grieved by us all and that we may at last see correction and intervention in both illness and uprising.

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    • Thank you, Jo. It’s the only post I’ve been able to write. Others are in different stages, stuck in the muck of a heavy heart and bursting brain. Some storm the streets. Others ponder. Whether my in-process ponderings will see the light of day, sometimes poetry says it best.

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      • I do believe that we are at least approaching a paradigm shift and I’m grateful to have lived long enough to see it. For me, waiting is difficult and I have found myself falling into deep depression, something I have only rarely experienced. This isolation drains my soul. I do like the poem very much. While I know that a pen is the female swan, I like to think in terms of it being your pen which when nurtured will find safety and flight.

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  2. 44 times since 2015 – 30 times on black citizens. Black citizens are 19.36% of population.

    Sad and Pissed in Baltimore County.

    Best,

    Jim

    James B Haugh

    On Thu, Jun 4, 2020, 10:02 AM Views from the Edge wrote:

    > Gordon C. Stewart posted: ” THE TRUMPETER SWANS The pen sits and waits > Upon her nest among The reeds where no Man’s greed can steal Or break the > eggs Beneath her breast She blares no trumpet To call attention to Herself > and the unborn Cygnets she soon will Carry on her back to ” >

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