The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 11, Issue 3 (June 1, 1936)
A Canterbury Shower
A Canterbury Shower.
I love the sound
Of distant rain
Coming across
The fields of grain,
Up and over
The slanting roofs
Like antelopes
With silver hoofs.
I hear them forage
Through the corn
With flick of tail
And tiny horn,
Half expecting
To see them run
Up a rainbow
Into the sun;
When suddenly
As wild things will
They disappear
Beyond the hill.