Where now uninterrupted sun
Is shrivelling the sheaves,
Black children leap and laugh and run
Beneath a sky of leaves;
And where the farmer threshes wheat
With steel machinery,
Go glimmerings of their little feet,
If he could only see.
Rex Ingamells (1913 – 1955) Australia
Source: The Boomerang Book of Australian Poetry chosen and edited by Enid Moodie Heddle, Longmans, Green and Co., 1956
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