Here you can see a black swan, its beak so red it looks painted all over with scarlet lipstick.
The swan, sitting motionless on the taut water, made a spontaneous rorschach test: its neck 2-coiled, its body balanced perfectly on its reflection, like a black butterfly with oversized antennae, or like the number 38 with the spaces inked in.
Behind the pond, a carefully coiffured tree was all tongue, stuck out rudely at the sky.
Wednesday, 31 March 2010
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