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November! And our gift returns again:  
a sacred kingfisher from who knows where 
in fragrant Asian lands. Through jungle rain, 
across the seas, and mountain bush; to here. 
A marvel, beige and blue, of nature's way. 
He clamours on arrival for his place; 
a piercing, four-note claim to make his stay, 
and hope, and thankfulness to Double Bay. 
Some forty years of Sydney's mad increase 
has not impelled this sapphire jewel away; 
nor will our gratitude to nature cease. 

Such beauty, while we may, we must enjoy; 
for man will always, what he loves, destroy. 		 	   		    
[from the Desert of my Heart and Mind by F.J.A.Pockley 1912-1990]