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This poem is taken from PN Review 144, Volume 28 Number 4, March - April 2002.

Two Poems Alan Riach

Port of Auckland

New Zealand Herald, 9.12.98: SHIPPING NEWS From Sydney, 12.45 pm: Botany Bay

Too far away, the ship swings in: my father's eyes
clock funnel, colours, movement, recognise Bayline
I listen to his pilot's voice quietly speak Scots:
I stood upon that bridge, along the London River
some other morning now too old to detail, but
close enough to know. The sun and stars and moon
...


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