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UPPER HUTT 7.57

N the map of my meaning Awakening to the world’s wide morning She sparkles the sea along the inland reaches Where the harbour water goes Lipping and lapping the leaning hills. I suppose That her dreaming head never considers Nor her eyes reconnoitre The far ledges of cloud in the listening sky That are hers should: she claim them Inverted isles as fair as Erin’s And though she does not know or name them They conspire to bind us And the clamouring gulls that never mind us: Small waves that nudge the shore we move along Move towards us and are goneAnd the railway lines, the train on time, Plunge inexorably on.

Lyster

Paul

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 37, Issue 937, 26 July 1957, Page 24

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UPPER HUTT 7.57 New Zealand Listener, Volume 37, Issue 937, 26 July 1957, Page 24

UPPER HUTT 7.57 New Zealand Listener, Volume 37, Issue 937, 26 July 1957, Page 24

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