Poems by Gwen Harwood
Estuary
... to rest as a friend may, without speaking ...
Barn Owl
... and dribbled through the loose straw ...
'Dichterliebe'
... No kiss, no child, no prayer will keep him here ...
The Glass Jar
... night's gulfs and hungers, came to wink and laugh ...
Triste, Triste
... Body rolls back like a stone, and risen ...
Critics Nightwatch
... They broke from his planned choir, lolled, slouched and kept ...
The Wound
... On the wall, by the racked body shrouded ...
Daybreak
... Critic crow points his unpleasant beak, and lances ...
"Thought is Surrounded by a Halo"
... The world's more than the sum of things ...
