Judith Wright

(1915 - 2000 / New South Wales / Australia)

Judith Wright Poems

1. Trapped Dingo 3/27/2010
2. Turning Fifty 3/27/2010
3. Sonnet 3/27/2010
4. Egrets 3/27/2010
5. Blue Arab 3/27/2010
6. Northern River 3/27/2010
7. Bullocky 3/27/2010
8. To A Child 3/27/2010
9. Niggers Leap, New England 3/27/2010
10. Lyrebirds 3/27/2010
11. The Trains 3/27/2010
12. Woman To Man 3/27/2010
13. All Things Conspire 3/27/2010
14. The Sisters 3/27/2010
15. Woman To Child 3/27/2010
16. Late Spring 3/27/2010
17. Train Journey 3/27/2010
18. Bora Ring 3/27/2010
19. Drought Year 3/27/2010
20. The Surfer 3/27/2010
21. Naked Girl And Mirror 3/27/2010
22. The Killer 3/27/2010
23. South Of My Days 3/27/2010
24. The Bull 3/27/2010
25. Failure Of Communion 3/27/2010
26. Metho Drinker 3/27/2010
27. Sonnet For Christmas 3/27/2010
28. Legend 3/27/2010
29. The Company Of Lovers 3/27/2010
30. Magpies 3/27/2010
31. Five Senses 3/27/2010
32. Request To A Year 1/1/2004
33. The Old Prison 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Judith Wright

The Old Prison

The rows of cells are unroofed,
a flute for the wind's mouth,
who comes with a breath of ice
from the blue caves of the south.

O dark and fierce day:
the wind like an angry bee
hunts for the black honey
in the pits of the hollow sea.

Waves of shadow wash
the empty shell bone-bare,
and like a bone it sings
a bitter song of air.

Who built and laboured here?
The wind and the sea say
-Their cold nest is broken
and they are blown away-

They did not breed nor love,
each in his cell alone
cried as the wind now ...

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Bora Ring

The song is gone; the dance
is secret with the dancers in the earth,
the ritual useless, and the tribal story
lost in an alien tale.

Only the grass stands up
to mark the dancing-ring; the apple-gums
posture and mime a past corroboree,
murmur a broken chant.

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