Banyule Homestead Poem by james watkin

Banyule Homestead



How it keeps aloof, and knows it!
Trees and gusts, and reedy spears -
I own its window! I, who sit
Placidly atop all fears.

Friday, September 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: stillness
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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