Gwen Harwood
Taringa, Queensland
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Estuary

To Rex Hobcroft
Wind crosshatches shallow water.
Paddocks rest in the sea's arm.
Swamphens race through spiky grass.
A wire fence leans, a crazy stave
with sticks for barlines, wind for song.
Over use, interweaving light
with air and substance, ride the gulls.

Words in our undemanding speech
hover and blend with things observed.
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Harry 16 November 2017
Yes, it can be found in the second and last stanza.
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Harry 16 November 2017
Yes, it can be found in the last Stanza
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Timothy 15 November 2017
Are there symbols in your poem?
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