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The easterly spell
Blackmans Bay, Tasmania

the bay was pewter, the sky
the bloom on a blue plum

and now, in the wind off the sea,
rain is feathering down like snow

the boat moored inside the headland
is a drag of dark paint in the surging grey

each leaf of the spinning gum
is a silver owl’s face

and at nightfall we almost disappear –
quiet settling among the houses

the moon breathing silver
the rain weaving the air

Pam Schindler’s work has appeared in Australian print and online magazines and anthologies, and in QPF’s online Panacea Poets readings (2020), and she has published one book of poems, A sky you could fall into (Post Pressed, 2010). Her poem “The Leaving” was recently commended in the WB Yeats Poetry Prize.