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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427770" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Drought Year</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427770" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That time of drought the embered air<br>burned to the roots of timber and grass. <br>The crackling lime-scrub would not bear<br>and Mooni Creek was sand that year. <br>The dingo's cry was strange to hear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427770" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I heard the dingoes cry <br>in the scrub on the Thirty-mile Dry.<br>I saw the wedgetail take his fill<br>perching on the seething skull. <br>I saw the eel wither where he curled <br>in the last blood-drop of a spent world.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427770" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I heard the bone whisper in the hide<br>of the big red horse that lay where he died. <br>Prop that horse up, make him stand, <br>hoofs turned down in the bitter sand<br>make him stand at the gate of the Thirty-mile Dry. <br>Turn this way and you will die- <br>and strange and loud was the dingoes' cry.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Judith+Wright">Judith Wright</a></strong></div>

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