Dorothea Mackellar

(1 July 1885 – 14 January 1968 / Sydney)

Dawn - Poem by Dorothea Mackellar

At the dawning of the day,
On the road to Gunnedah,
When the sky is pink and grey
As the wings of a wild galah,
And the last night-shadow ebbs
From the trees like a falling tide,
And the dew-hung spiderwebs
On the grass-blades spread far and wide -
Each sharp spike loaded well,
Bent down low with the heavy dew -
Wait the daily miracle
When the world is all made anew:
When the sun's rim lifts beyond
The horizon turned crystal-white,
And a sea of diamond
Is the plain to the dazzled sight.

At the dawning of the day,
To my happiness thus it fell:
That 1 went the common way,
And 1 witnessed a miracle.


Comments about Dawn by Dorothea Mackellar

  • Brian Jani (5/3/2014 3:24:00 AM)


    Very good choice of words.bravo! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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