Mt Eccles In July Poem by Francis Duggan

On the trees on the volcanic cliffs of Mt Eccles above Lake Surprise
Pied currawong the dark birds with yellow eyes
Are singing they often do sing before rain
Their song from once heard you'll recognize again
From the bowels of Mt Eccles many centuries ago
The rivers of fire in hot lava did flow
And though volcanic rocks on nearby paddocks as signs of volcanic eruptions lay
No rivers of fire on Mt Eccles today
Either calling for a mate or proclaiming territory
A male koala grunting on a manna gum tree
In Mt Eccles ten kilometres from MacArthur the nearest Town
On a winter's day as the rain drizzles down
The dark clouds of rain gathering in the gray sky
Above old Mt Eccles in wintry July.