Wollongong (Henry Kendall Poems)
Let me talk of years evanished, let me harp upon the timeWhen we trod these sands together, in our boyhood's ...
Let me talk of years evanished, let me harp upon the timeWhen we trod these sands together, in our boyhood's ...
ACROSS bleak widths of broken sea A fierce north-easter breaks,And makes a thunder on the lea- A whiteness of the lakes.Here, while ...
Light's patterns freeze:Frost on our faces.Light's pollen siftsThrough the lids of our eyes ...Light sinks and rustsIn water; is brokenBy ...
Light's patterns freeze:Frost on our faces.Light's pollen siftsThrough the lids of our eyes…Light sinks and rustsIn water; is brokenBy glass… ...
All the valley fills with wind As a rock-pool with the tide; And the tumult, clashed and dinned, Floods like ...
Light's patterns freeze: Frost on our faces. Light's pollen sifts Through the lids of our eyes ... Light sinks and ...
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