Henry Lawson

(17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)

Above Eurunderee - Poem by Henry Lawson

There are scenes in the distance where beauty is not,
On the desolate flats where gaunt appletrees rot.
Where the brooding old ridge rises up to the breeze
From his dark lonely gullies of stringy-bark trees,
There are voice-haunted gaps, ever sullen and strange,
But Eurunderee lies like a gem in the range.

Still I see in my fancy the dark-green and blue
Of the box-covered hills where the five-corners grew;
And the rugged old sheoaks that sighed in the bend
O'er the lily-decked pools where the dark ridges end,
And the scrub-covered spurs running down from the Peak
To the deep grassy banks of Eurunderee Creek.

On the knolls where the vineyards and fruit-gardens are
There's a beauty that even the drought cannot mar;
For I noticed it oft, in the days that are lost,
As I trod on the siding where lingered the frost,
When the shadows of night from the gullies were gone
And the hills in the background were flushed by the dawn.

I was there in late years, but there's many a change
Where the Cudgegong River flows down through the range,
For the curse of the town with the railroad had come,
And the goldfields were dead. And the girl and the chum
And the old home were gone, yet the oaks seemed to speak
Of the hazy old days on Eurunderee Creek.

And I stood by that creek, ere the sunset grew cold,
When the leaves of the sheoaks are traced on the gold,
And I thought of old things, and I thought of old folks,
Till I sighed in my heart to the sigh of the oaks;
For the years waste away like the waters that leak
Through the pebbles and sand of Eurunderee Creek.


Comments about Above Eurunderee by Henry Lawson

  • Khairul Ahsan (9/17/2018 8:19:00 PM)


    A wonderful poem with fascinating rhymes. The love for a land lost in the memory of the past speaks out. Loved the poem a lot.
    'And I thought of old things, and I thought of old folks,
    Till I sighed in my heart to the sigh of the oaks;
    For the years waste away like the waters that leak
    Through the pebbles and sand of Eurunderee Creek' - the poem ends so beautifully!
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (9/17/2018 1:14:00 PM)


    I stood by that creek!

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/17/2018 11:19:00 AM)


    Beautifully penned on beauty on local landmark. A beautiful poem has been shared amazingly. (Report) Reply

  • Petals Azureblue (9/17/2018 5:12:00 AM)


    Beautifully portrayal of valued local landmark of beauty now altered and missed. (Report) Reply

  • Adrian Flett (9/17/2018 4:15:00 AM)


    The changes wrought by the passage of time and progress, well told in a poem with rhythm and rhyme (Report) Reply

  • Ruta Mohapatra (9/17/2018 2:09:00 AM)


    'For the years waste away like the waters that leak
    Through the pebbles and sand of Eurunderee Creek'.....So full of longing for the things past! Beautiful, lyrical and singsong!
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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (9/17/2018 2:04:00 AM)


    Such a wonderful write by Henry Lawson............................... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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