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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 7, Number 4, December 2013


Patricia Prime
Te Atatu South, Auckland, New Zealand


above the trees
cumulus resemble mountains
the bougainvillea
extends new branches
into the spring air

on the veranda
with a mug of coffee
I listen to a tui
thinking myself fortunate
to live with space around me

the bowl of hills
surrounding my home
closes out
the noise and confusion
of the city

no-one else is here
so early this morning
I check the proofs
of a book we’d written
together in the winter

Another set of hills connects us. The memory lingers of a walk to the river at first light when two paradise ducks flew upstream. I recall the days we spent together: the poems written about everyday moments, our river walks, the hills and valleys, animals, birds, flowers and insects. Humanity coming and going, but never interfering with the fabric of our lives.



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