Vonda Stanley's collection of early Australian bush poems


Coming down the mountain road

Light of heart and all alone,

I caught from every rill that flowed

A rapture of its own.

Heart and mind sang on together,

Rhymes began to meet and run

In the windy mountain weather

And the winter sun.

Clad in freshest light and sweet

Far and far the city lay

With her suburbs at her feet

Round the laughing bay.

Like an eagle lifted high

Half the radiant world I scanned,

Till the deep unclouded sky

Circled sea and land.

No more was thought a weary load,

Older comforts stirred within,

Coming down the mountain road

The earth and I were kin.

Enid Durham.


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