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When In Still Air The Planets Shake

When in still air the planets shake

Like springs about to flow,

A wind from off Australia

Is gathering to blow.


When the grey-warbler sings close in

Upon the driest noon,

A cloud brewed from the Tasman

Will bring a rainy moon.


And I who have my signs of you

Am weatherwise in vain.

Oh you are gale and wet to me,

But come, my wind and rain.


Eileen Duggan

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