Realities (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
(To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,Gravely in warm plaster turning; the ...
(To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,Gravely in warm plaster turning; the ...
Night silhouettes:Witches riding on brooms ...Chiffon veils blown across the bisque faceOf the new moon ...Indistinct etchings on a distant ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Death sets a Thing significant The Eye had hurried by Except a perished Creature Entreat us tenderly To ponder little ...
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