Salient. Victoria University of Wellington Student's Newspaper. Volume 31 Number 2. March 12, 1968
The cities and towns lace out
Cobwebby ogling the sky
Against the raped black back
Of the land.
The act of moving is rich and sad.
The land-woman, lolling, humps
Round her negro shoulders
The shawl of merino mist
And snuggles her hip hills all cuddly.
Dark Earth-Mother shawl me. shape me
Womb me against you.
Sad and bold I am over moving land
Sad and frightened and bold
In a big little move.
Air-pressured all silver-figetty sad
Jet-propped, I am all unpropped;
Seatbelted, yet dirtless.
Oh Earth-Home take me, root me
And, hug-warm, make me grow
And, rooted, let me fly.