- Wright, Judith
The Other Half
Angus & Robertson, Sydney, 1967, Cloth, , , Very Good /Very Good
51 pp. Some rubbing and small tears to price-clipped dj. 'The themes of the book range from Adam and Eve to ''Typists in the Pheonix Building'', from Hafiz to Shiraz to Shaw Neilson, to the city dawn to the legend of a dark-skinned Endymion of New Guinea; yet in spite of its diversity there is an underlying unity which is aptly summarized in the title, for almost all the poems are concerned, one way or another, with ''the other half''. It is a search for the reconcilement of seeming opposites, for singleness amongst the apparent duality of the universe, which is expressed at its deepest in poems as ''Prayer'', ''Naked Girl and Mirror'', and the title poem in which the apparently divided elements in the psyche ''meet at last . . . and turn into one truth in singleness.'' ' 'Poets are always writing about the sea: / poets are people who want the sea to be real. / Vanities, smuts and despairs are found in the city; / the country is notorious for stupidity; / inland and littoral are glutted with grey humanity; / so poets require the sea, make the sea real.'--from ''Jack Blight.''
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from “Camping at Split Rock”
So many birds! Outside our tent they cross and recross our patch of vision, hatch the air and double-hatch in diving curves and lines. Each curve has words; each flight speaks its own bird. The slowly strong deep-thrusting heron’s stroke; the glittering daring rush of the swallow and the long poise and turn of hawk on a still wing; the quick low scuttle of wren, the colored wind of finches, blue-jay’s wide noble rise and fall— we read each bird from its air-written scrawl, the bird no stranger than the interpreting mind.Judith Wright [1915–2000]