“With our splendid harbour, our beautifully situated city, our vast territories, all our varied and inexhaustible natural wealth, if we don’t convert our colony into a great and prosperous nation, it will be a miracle of error for which we shall have to answer as for a gigantic sin. ” SIR HENRY, PARKES

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Last Ferry

Late, inside this windowed room, the moon gone,
the Lade Wakehurst contends in here with each reflected
beam of light – the glass widows of the incandesent
thrown about the dark – and like a ballroom,
swaying from drink and dance, each of the Lady’s
lit windows, arrive, aligned and shipshape,
suspended, see-sawing above my table,
as she travels the triangle between
this room, Manly and the Quay.

By Carol Jenkins

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