When I was a child I saw
a burning bird in a tree.
I see became I am,
I am became I see.
(from 'To a Child') by Judith Wright

LO! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
-
Resignedly beneath the sky
( Read more... )

Something which my sister and I wrote for fun to put in my profile, but what I got inpatient with v. quickly.

Profile
This is my profile, you might have guessed by the big text above which says 'profile ( Read more... )

( Read more... )