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December 2007–January 2008, no. 297

The Wattle Bird

'The Wattle Bird', a poem by Dorothy Porter

Until this morning
I’ve been woken up
by a red wattle bird
flinging himself
at the glass
of my half-open window
calling throatily
with raucous cheek
as he prances the wood
of my balcony rail

 


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