The Quiet Corner
RIVER PIECE The lazy tongue of the river licks The joft brown mud along its side, And numberless jelly-fish limply float Down with the changing tide. Long shadows crouch behind the trees And creep like foot-pads through the grass; Ooer the brow of the western hills The ghosts of twilight pass. Here where all noise is stilled 1 stand Close to life's knees and crave this boon— That time mock not the vows we made Last night beneath the moon. —Christine Comber. Sydney.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22350, 22 February 1936, Page 32 (Supplement)
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