قصيدة Australia 1970
,Die, wild country, like the eaglehawk ,dangerous till the last breath's gone clawing and striking. Die .cursing your captor through a raging eye
,Die, wild country, like the eaglehawk ,dangerous till the last breath's gone clawing and striking. Die .cursing your captor through a raging eye
,If the year is meditating a suitable gift I should like it to be the attitude ,of my great- great- grandmother ,legendary devotee of the arts