The quince tree has outlived

the house which has decayed and disappeared,

It has outlived the people who once lived there,

Surviving years of neglect with no-one to tend or water it.

The diggings are long abandoned

reduced to lumpy ground

The bush regrown.

My aunt, Anne, and I used to come here early mornings

Armed with binoculars and morning tea to bird watch

Honeyeaters, shuffle wings, wood swallows.

One lucky day we observed rainbow bee eaters snatch bees from the air as they made their way to and from their hives,

The birds sat on a barbed wire fence to disarm their prey before swallowing them.

Unlucky bee keeper.


Muckleford, 2nd March 2013

Muckleford is a rural district near Castlemaine


2 Responses

  1. I can’t begin to tell you how much I enjoy your work, Margaret! From your free and vibrant paintings to your descriptive poetry, there are endless layers to explore! Absolutely loved this one.

    • Thank you, Diane. Anne and I spent many happy hours in the Muckleford Conservation Reserve.

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