Same sun
By
Claire Barber
1998
Same Sun
When the gold prospector arrived
he saw the sun glinting on a reef
that was to be one of the richest in the world
and so the place was named Day Dawn
When the priest arrived
his heart sank when he saw the sunrise
over a flat and dreary wilderness of baked red clay
at the place, a ghost of its former self, called Day Dawn
Extract from The Red Gown artists book by Claire Barber (Western Academy of Performing Arts 1998).
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