Black Swans – By By Sita Selvadurai Source:- Dæhæna Newsletter With feathers black, and reddish beak,The black swans float along,I came across hordes of them,At an outback’s billabong. Colonies swam with their heads held highWithout fear of hunters coming nigh.This sight was the only reason forMy happiness as the swans I saw. They swam about the water’s edge,With elegant and stately grace;You could not count how many wereCrowded in such a small space.Native to our land this bird,By many have not been seen or heard.Oh! look for such a sight profound,Will not be found the world around. By Sita Selvadurai Sita Selvadurai (1934-2006) was born in Sri Lanka and migrated to Australia later in her life. She was a short story writer and published two books. Her collection of short stories titled “Obatala’s Blessing and Other Stories” was based on her experiences in Nigeria. She took up poetry writing after ...
