a blur of she-oaks
sway and sing
in the dry wind
long filaments offer
only fitful fretful shade
but their song
murmurous rhythmical
ushers the cooling sea
into the hot coop
of summer afternoons
‘not Henry Lawson’
a blur of she-oaks
sway and sing
in the dry wind
long filaments offer
only fitful fretful shade
but their song
murmurous rhythmical
ushers the cooling sea
into the hot coop
of summer afternoons
