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Judith Wright's Poetry, by first line

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  • The Old Prison
    The rows of cells are unroofed,
    a flute for the wind's mouth,
    20 lines, 12 comments
  • The Sisters
    In the vine-shadows on the veranda;
    under the yellow leaves, in the cooling sun,
    16 lines, 8 comments
  • Blue Arab
    The small blue Arab stallion dances on the hill
    like a glancing breaker, like a storm rearing in the sky,
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Trapped Dingo
    So here, twisted in steel, and spoiled with red
    your sunlight hide, smelling of death and fear,
    19 lines, 5 comments
  • Late Spring
    The moon drained white by day
    lifts from the hill
    12 lines
  • All things conspire
    All things conspire to hold me from you –
    even my love,
    16 lines
  • Magpies
    Along the road the magpies walk
    with hands in pockets, left and right.
    15 lines, 3 comments
  • Bullocky
    Beside his heavy-shouldered team
    thirsty with drought and chilled with rain,
    33 lines, 2 comments
  • Train Journey
    Glassed with cold sleep and dazzled by the moon,
    out of the confused hammering dark of the train
    15 lines
  • Turning Fifty
    Having known war and peace
    and loss and finding,
    33 lines, 1 comment
  • The Surfer
    He thrust his joy against the weight of the sea;
    climbed through, slid under those long banks of
    21 lines, 10 comments
  • Sonnet For Christmas
    I saw our golden years on a black gale,
    our time of love spilt in the furious dust.
    15 lines, 2 comments
  • Request To A Year
    If the year is meditating a suitable gift,
    I should like it to be the attitude
    22 lines, 1 comment
  • The Bull
    In the olive darkness of the sally-trees
    silently moved the air from night to day.
    16 lines
  • Sonnet
    Now let the draughtsman of my eyes be done
    marking the line of petal and of hill.
    14 lines
  • Five Senses
    Now my five senses
    gather into a meaning
    20 lines, 3 comments
  • Egrets
    Once as I travelled through a quiet evening,
    I saw a pool, jet-black and mirror-still.
    13 lines, 3 comments
  • Lyrebirds
    Over the west side of the mountain,
    that’s lyrebird country.
    24 lines
  • South Of My Days
    South of my days' circle, part of my blood's country,
    rises that tableland, high delicate outline
    43 lines, 2 comments
  • Drought Year
    That time of drought the embered air
    burned to the roots of timber and grass.
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • Legend
    The blacksmith's boy went out with a rifle
    and a black dog running behind.
    47 lines, 2 comments
  • The Killer
    The day was clear as fire,
    the birds sang frail as glass,
    33 lines, 4 comments
  • Niggers Leap, New England
    The eastward spurs tip backward from the sun.
    Nights runs an obscure tide round cape and bay
    29 lines
  • Woman To Man
    The eyeless labourer in the night,
    the selfless, shapeless seed I hold,
    22 lines, 19 comments
  • Bora Ring
    The song is gone; the dance
    is secret with the dancers in the earth,
    18 lines, 26 comments
  • Naked Girl And Mirror
    This is not I. I had no body once-
    only what served my need to laugh and run
    38 lines, 1 comment
  • The Trains
    Tunnelling through the night, the trains pass
    in a splendour of power, with a sound like thunder
    21 lines, 1 comment
  • Metho Drinker
    Under the death of winter's leaves he lies
    who cried to Nothing and the terrible night
    18 lines, 21 comments
  • The Company Of Lovers
    We meet and part now over all the world;
    we, the lost company,
    17 lines, 5 comments
  • Failure of Communion
    What is the space between,
    enclosing us in one
    14 lines
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