Liquidity by Joan Austral Fraser (Amy Witting)

In a flurry of daylight, watercold, windy and sunny,
the tall liquidamber is dancing a daydream of money,
silver coins flashing among its rich copper and gold.
Ashputtel, put out your apron for riches untold,
for bicycles, skiboots and ponies, for ease and for glee,
a ruby ring shaped like a heart and a house by the sea,
deep drifts of carpet caressing, consoling the feet,
money in pocketfuls, handfuls to toss in the street,
to startle, to melt the set faces, to cure disbelief,
a bucketful set in the doorway to smile at the thief,
for mink coats and Volvos, for Christmas trees twenty feet tall
and loaded with presents, new shoes and warm blankets for all.
O plenty, o cartloads, o boatloads … The wind starts to die,
the little hands flutter a slow, ironic goodbye.

From: http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/witting-amy/liquidity-0051011

Date: 1991

By: Joan Austral Fraser (Amy Witting) (1918-2001)

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