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Crow Country by Kenneth Slessor

Gutted of station, noise alone, The crow’s voice trembles down the sky As if this nitrous flange of stone Wept suddenly with such a cry; As if the rock found lips to sigh, The riven earth a mouth to moan; … Continue reading

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