The Spike or Victoria University College Review 1932
I remember swimming
Long on a dark night
In all the drowned and liquid stars.
They streamed, they flowed, and lights
Lived in my hair,
And my feet,
Far down in the black water,
Stirred streaming stars like bubbles rising.
I dived, and blinding lights
Danced with me to the depths;
The white fire in the liquid dark
Swirled in my hair and filled my eyes with light.
Long in the dark night
1 lived, dreaming, in the water and its stars,
And something of me shall remain forever
Deep in the blackness and the singing lights.