May Swenson

Here you will find the Poem Fountains Of Aix of poet May Swenson

Fountains Of Aix

Beards of water 
some of them have. 
Others are blowing whistles of water. 
Faces astonished that constant water 
jumps from their mouths. 
Jaws of lions are snarling water 
through green teeth over chins of moss. 
Dolphins toss jets of water 
from open snouts 
to an upper theater of water. 
Children are riding swans and water 
coils from the S-shaped necks and spills 
in flat foils from pincered bills. 
A solemn curly-headed bull 
puts out a swollen tongue of water. 
Cupids naked are making water 
into a font that never is full. 
A goddess is driving a chariot through water. 
Her reins and whips are tight white water. 
Bronze hoofs of horses wrangle with water. 
Marble faces half hidden in leaves. 
Faces whose hair is leaves and grapes 
of stone are peering from living leaves. 
Faces with mossy lips unlocked 
always uttering water, 
wearing their features blank 
their ears deaf, their eyes mad 
or patient or blind or astonished at water 
always uttered out of their mouths.