Margaret Scott

People will be sad to hear of the death of Tasmanian poet, Margaret Scott. Her poetry is not well known though it is of the finest quality and highly evocative:

Wading shallows stiff as a waterbird

I watch where under the sway of the clear wave

Dark velvet stones

Pearl through crisp white beds of crocheted shell..

The water accepts my hand as a white star

My arm is caught in the sunlight's sliding net.

……………..from Shelley Beach.

More popularly known for her appearances on the bizarre “Good News Week”, often poked fun at but quite capable of poking it back. Her academic career, qualifications and pursuits are impressive (see here).