POETRY
THE HAW'KS. (By Marie Andersen.) O’er the green landscape wheeling and floating, See the wild hawk and his mate on the wing. While the sun in the west so swiftly is falling, They are hungrily hunting some warm, living thing. Rising and gliding, twisting and turning Like little boys’ kites controlled 1 with a string, Suddenly earthward see they are falling, But only to hover on wide, outspread wing. Over the hill and the low scrub they’re seeking. Cruel and merciless wild birds of prey; Backward and forward tirelessly flying, Etched on the sky and the clouds of soft grey.
“The modern girl can get dressed in three minutes,” declares a novelist. Thiis, of course, includes the two minutes in deciding what to wear.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 58, Issue 4190, 29 May 1939, Page 6
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