Thursday, January 1, 2004

The Travelling Post Office Comments

Rating: 2.5

The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway,
The sleepy river murmers low,and loiters on its way,
It is the land of lots o'time along the Castlereagh.
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A B Banjo Paterson
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Lee Forster 24 May 2012

Ballad form poem that moves from the slow and laconic 'sleepy rivers' to the 'rock and ridge and riverside' as the letter from the old man to his son travels in search of Conroy's sheep 'along the Castlereigh'. A view of the changing nature of the 'bush' as the young man leaves the traditions of his home in search of something not so 'dull and slow'. Longing and sadness punctuate the poem, but there is also a pace of looking forward, moving on.

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