James Martin Devaney Moon Poems
- 1. The Bunyip
Oh, came you up by the place of dread
(west red, and the moon low down)
where no winds blow and the birds have fled
and the gum stands dead and its arms gleam white,
... - 2. Outlines
The tufted gums along the rise
Stand black against the evening skies.
And in the red west sombreing
As daylight dies,
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