Pictured above: Photo of Lake Dumbleyung by Norma Schwind
Earlier this year, prior to the seasonal rain, writer and photographer Norma Schwind revisited Dumbleyung.
Whilst at the Bluebird Interpretive Centre, Ms Schwind mentioned that she had written a poem after the filling of Lake Dumbleyung last year.
During this latest visit, it didn’t seem appropriate to share stories of rain as winter was fast approaching and no rain was in sight! After some decent falls, the poem now seems far more suitable.
Ms Schwind was also intrigued by the dead trees found on lake edges and kindly shared her beautiful photograph which she captured of the lake.
Here is Norma Schwind’s poem:
Rain
They breathe the sharpness
of its coming
fat drops
stab circles on the Lake
then the sky falls down
soaking the earth
heads brim with the
drumbeat of its sound
for two days the sky fell
and the lake rose
after three days
the sky is dry
the lake recedes
life slides slow and gentle
By Norma Schwind
Whilst at the Bluebird Interpretive Centre, Ms Schwind mentioned that she had written a poem after the filling of Lake Dumbleyung last year.
During this latest visit, it didn’t seem appropriate to share stories of rain as winter was fast approaching and no rain was in sight! After some decent falls, the poem now seems far more suitable.
Ms Schwind was also intrigued by the dead trees found on lake edges and kindly shared her beautiful photograph which she captured of the lake.
Here is Norma Schwind’s poem:
Rain
They breathe the sharpness
of its coming
fat drops
stab circles on the Lake
then the sky falls down
soaking the earth
heads brim with the
drumbeat of its sound
for two days the sky fell
and the lake rose
after three days
the sky is dry
the lake recedes
life slides slow and gentle
By Norma Schwind
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