where the wrought iron shadows
lie over the stone floor
the sea rings like a bell
she listens to the sea in his chapped ear
they lie, embraced, their backs to history
the sea spins its mirror over their heads
as the hill and the houses slide
into a chasm of waiting to be something else
a quick grey day of long calling echoes
drifts from far faint hills to catch and fade
the house is smudged with lamps
in a gold skin of light
through the great windows, bright with bottle panes
with dusk and firelight wavering low
the sky darkens like wet cement.
Framework for Cento.
1–2 Emily Ballou, ‘Definitions for Happiness’ from The Darwin Poems
3 David Campbell, ‘Watercolours’
4–5 Les Murray, ‘Cycling in the Lake Country’
6 Jennifer Rankin ‘Sea Bundle’
7–8 Jennifer Compton, ‘Rongotai’
9–10 Margaret Scott, ‘At the Salmon Ponds’
11 Robert Gray, ‘Gardenias’
12 Gwen Harwood, ‘Carnal Knowledge II’
13 Kenneth Slessor, ‘Nuremburg’
14 Christopher Brennan, ‘Towards the Source, 30’
15 Kevin Hart, ‘The Sea Voyage (Bonnard)’
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Gail Hennessy