[sterling, garnet & Utah variscite]
Swan Song
January 27, 2011 by
The Tundra Swan builds her nest of grasses and twigs
high on the Arctic tundra.
She is diligent.
She is heavy with hopes, two to seven hopes, to be exact.
Her nest is near open water and the view is sweeping and grand.
The snow creeps back under the slanting springtime sunshine of the North. Her breath comes in whistle song, borealis chant, woven ribbons of color winding from the licorice black of her beak.
At night, she dreams of down, the infant beeping of cygnets, the long flight to warmer weather, water plants.
She loves her husband. He loves her.
They only have eyes and wings for each other.
Pen and cob, together forever.
He’s busy patrolling the skies.
If he doesn’t come home, she might die of a broken heart.
She bears a bright torch of fidelity for him, and he for her, their wings are wide.
Tundra Swan.
A black and white moving picture.
A story of dedication, heaving wing beats, glimpses of white foxes hiding in the hummocks
and one poetic swan song drifting North to South and South to North on the trade winds.
100% handcrafted and hand built (including the swan ingot).
It’s haunted with swan souls.
In the shop tomorrow!
xx
