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Lateral Dimensions
Les Murray
Cloudy night --
not enough stars
to make frost
haunted house --
one room the cattle
never would go in
mowing done --
each thing's a ship again
on a wide green harbour
purification --
newspapers soaked in rain
before they are read
an airliner, high --
life falling in from space
to ramify
rodeo bull
he wins every time
then back on the truck
only one car
of your amber necklace
holds a once-living passenger
afternoon plains --
the only hill ahead
is the rising moon
eels'
liquid jostle through the grass
that night of the year
big pelican, begging,
hook through one yellow foot --
and nobody dares
on line
the first motor car
trotting without a horse
joking
in a foreign language
everyone looks down
accused of history
many decide
not to know any
all the colours
of inside a pumpkin --
Mallee forest in rain
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