“إذا رأيت نيوب الليث بارزة فلا تظن أن الليث يبتسم”.
Brisbane at Nightfall
As dusk approaches, gulls have gathered here
behind a fishing boat, their bodies white
and shining as they glide before the sheer
metallic-coloured river banks. Tonight
they’ll rest upon the quiet waters, drift
in silence like the Lady of Shallot.
The city holds its breath. Now there’s a shift
of light: the sky is palest apricot…
and there against the backdrop of the sky
the flying foxes lift upon the air.
The pulsing of their wings as they go by
has quickened every heart-beat. Everywhere
above us sooty shapes whirl ever higher,
like bits of blackened paper from a fire.
© Copyright Kathy Earsman
“Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening.”
― Greta Garbo
The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 20 June 1942