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The small blue Arab stallion dances on the hilllike a glancing breaker, like a storm rearing in the sky,
In his prick-ears,the wind, that wanderer and spy,sings of the dunes of Arabia, lion-coloured still.
The small blue stallion poses like a centaur-god,netting the sun in his sea-spray mane, forgettinghis stalwart mares for a phantom galloping unshod;changing for a heat-mirage his tall and velvet hill.
Judith Wright
Judith Arundell Wright (31 May 1915 – 25 June 2000) was an Australian poet, environmentalist and campaigner for Aboriginal land rights. She was
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