Les Murray – INSPECTING THE RIVERMOUTH

INSPECTING THE RIVERMOUTH

 
Drove up to Hahndorf:
boiled lamb hock, great scoff!
Lamplit rain incessant.
  
Next morning to the Murray mouth,
reed-wrapped bottlings of view
grigio and verdelho.
 
Saw careers from the climbing bridge,
the steel houses it threw
all over Hindmarsh Island,
  
the barrages de richesse,
film culture, horseradish farms,
steamboats kneading heron-blue
 
lake, the river full again.
Upstream, the iron cattle bridges.
So. Then a thousand miles 
 
home across green lawn.
 
Les Murray

 

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