Mary Eliza Fullerton

(1868-1946 / Australia)

Emus - Poem by Mary Eliza Fullerton

My annals have it so:
A thing my mother saw,
Nigh eighty years ago,
With happiness and awe.

Along a level hill—
A clearing in wild space.
And night’s last tardy chill
Yet damp on morning’s face.

Sight never to forget:
Solemn against the sky
In stately silhouette
Ten emus walking by.

One after one they went
In line, and without haste:
On their unknown intent,
Ten emus grandly paced.

She, used to hedged-in fields
Watched them go filing past
Into the great Bush Wilds
Silent and vast.

Sudden that hour she knew
That this far place was good,
This mighty land and new
For the soul’s hardihood.

For hearts that love the strange,
That carry wonder;
The Bush, the hills, the range,
And the dark flats under.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 22, 2010

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