Swing and Howl back at the Gods by Bogdan Dragos

The back of a young girl in a white t shirt swinging on a swing and white clouds and blue sky in front of her
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The sun no longer

hides behind


because there are no

more hills

There’s only

buildings. One

taller and wider

than the


Our parents told us

that this city

is growing, expanding

but as far as we


it’s only

doing so upwards

We are still

young, still harboring

hopeful visions

that one day

we’ll leave

and we talk about

these hopes

while sharing beer

and gin

on the curb overlooking

the park

at 9 PM

“If we don’t make it out

soon,” says a friend, “we’re

all gonna end up

like her.”

His hand is wrapped around

an opened beer can

and a finger detaches to

point over the low


at a girl who sits

alone on

the swing

We all knew her

thought not


just from sight

She came to the park daily

and stood

by herself,

usually on a swing. Not swinging

though. Just standing


Long ago

the adults told us

that she was ill

and everyone should just

leave her alone

We did. And we realized

she was ill

when we heard her

howl like a wolf

at night

as she’d start swinging

in the swing

Apparently she only

did that

when the park was

completely empty

And we could

end up like her if

we didn’t

make it out by the

time we grew older

Well, I don’t know

what to say.

In all those nights

when she went

up and down

and up and down

in the swing

and howled… she seemed


Meanwhile I’ve seen


in better places than

this city

and they weren’t happy

one bit

Perhaps it’s all

a matter of

finding the right swinging


and howling back

at the gods

I could see myself

doing that.

I could

see myself



every night,



Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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19 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Bogdan’s poetry harbors a distinct darkness with an enlightening lesson. Don’t be quick to judge others and happiness isn’t the same for everyone. Some might find it in the strangest ways and that’s solely their concern – to hell what others might think. The problem arises when we try to give happiness a mundane character. There are many examples of living well but not knowing the joy of it.
    Congratulations Bogdan!

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    1. ༼つ ◕‿◕ ༽つ Thank you, Terveen!

      For featuring this poem and for the analysis 🙂

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  2. This is wonderful Bogdan! Such a thought so beautifully developed and described. I think she might have been on to more than meets the eye… and you came to the right conclusion. Fascinating !

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    1. Oh, thank you very much! ⊂( ・ヮ・⊂)

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      1. Con mucho gusto Bogdan….I really like your name:) Not sure if you pronounce it with a long O like we do in Spanish…but i hope so:)

        Liked by 1 person

        1. Thanks! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

          In Romania, we pronounce the words exactly as they’re written. Ours is also a phonetic language

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  3. Jane Aguiar says:

    Such a beautiful thought… loved it, Bogdan 💫

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    1. Thank you! ヘ(^‿^ヘ)


      1. Jane Aguiar says:

        Most welcome! 😃

        Liked by 1 person

    2. Thank you..I did a collaboration with a really talented composer from your country..I did several, but this was the best. Are you familiar with Akoviani? https://youtu.be/MbmMQrDXRX8

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      1. Hmm, not really, but I’ll definitely check it out (´,,•ω•,,`)

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  4. 13rrance says:

    Fantastic write!

    I knew a girl… not really knew, because we never talked, but she was swinging in the park like crazy each day (or so, I often seen her there). She seemed to let the world flow around her to oblivion.

    Maybe it is the truth in life, howl back and swing away, roaring the sky.

    I thank you for that beautiful post.


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    1. (づ ◕‿◕ )づ Oh, I thank you for checking it out!

      Much appreciated! 🙂

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  5. jonicaggiano says:

    Dragos this is amazing and a great lesson to be learned here about not judging others. Also, what makes one person feel crazy might be exactly what the doctor order for another. I feel like soon we will all be like ants in a land of buildings with no sign of life except maybe the howling humans. I would sit on a swing by you and howl any day my friend. Big hugs and blessings, Joni

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    1. Haha, THANK YOU! ⊂( ◕▿◕⊂)

      Hugs and blessings! 🙂


  6. jai says:

    I don’t swing, but have been known to howl at the moon.
    Intoxicating poem, Bogdan. 🥂🖤

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    1. Thank you, Jai! ⊂( ◉‿◉ )つ

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      1. jai says:

        My pleasure, Bogdan…love your wickedly dark work.

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