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Book: The Singing Garden

This books is sectioned into all 4 seasons. Beginning with Spring: Dawn is the first poem; then on to Summer with a poem of the season to begin this section. Bopth Autumn and Winter sections each have self-titled poems to commence their sections, the final poem being Dusk - such a fitting arrangement of poems.

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  • Dusk
    Now is the healing, quiet hour that fills
    This gay, green world with peace and grateful rest.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • The Indian Myna
    Gimme the town an' its clamour an' clutter;
    I ain't very fond of the bush;
    24 lines
  • The Lyre-Tailed Menura
    Far in the forest depths I dwell,
      The master mimic of them all,
    38 lines, 1 comment
  • Green Walls
    I love all gum-trees well. But, best of all,
    I love the tough old warriors that tower
    24 lines
  • The Yellow Robin
    I'm the friendliest of them all,
    When winter comes;
    32 lines
  • The Ground Thrush
    I'm a business man; and I can't spare time
    For this fluting and fussing and frilling.
    24 lines
  • The Silver-Eye
    Down among the strawberries,
    Up among the plums,
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Heat-Wave
    Day after day, week after burning week,
    A ruthless sun has sucked the forest dry.
    32 lines
  • The Pallid Cuckoo
    Dolefully and drearily
    Come I with the spring;
    32 lines
  • The Blue Kingfisher
    Where the little river gleaming
      Thro' its shadows green and cool
    34 lines
  • The Boobook Owl
    Not for any airs and graces
    When, to lonely, silent places
    37 lines
  • The Dusky Wood-Swallow
    Surely must you know me,
      Friendly and content;
    34 lines
  • Dawn
    Here, in soft darkness where the whole night thro',
      Dreamless, my quiet garden slumbered well.
    27 lines
  • The Bronze-Wing Pigeon
    They say I am a shy, wild thing,
      That seeks the wild bush glade.
    25 lines
  • The Goldfinch
    When dandelions star the fields
      Another alien singer, I,
    30 lines
  • The Magpie Lark
    By lagoons and reedy places,
    Where the little river races
    37 lines
  • 'The Wonga Pigeon'
    Men knew and loved my calling in old days --
      Days ere a bitter wisdom taught me fear.
    28 lines
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