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A Compendium of Poems. Under the mallee bough, Across the quiet waters, Blended with cries of river birds, We hear our ancestral voices . . . A compendium of poems. ( Sponsored by : The Scriveners Review.) [Page One] My little window on the Western Wall. My little window on the western wall, Opens out on the whole wide world. It opens out on the mallee plains, It opens out to the summer rains. It opens out on a sonorous dawn, With it’s promising colours in pastel tones. And embraces within all sorrows and joys, In silent parade past my western wall. Flowers of Spring as the seasons go, Winter wild, Summer mellow. Fields below the farmer sows, Crops in serried paddock rows. A child cries out! A strange bird s
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