Oor Location (Janet Hamilton Poems)
A hunner funnels bleezin', reekin',C(Janet Hamilton)
A hunner funnels bleezin', reekin',C(Janet Hamilton)
We are the birds always charmed by you from the top of these belvederesAnd that each night form a blossoming ...
Hanging around on the Bridge,Gleefully I watch all of you...Out there, some of you row backwardOr pick mussels off the ...
Down at Devine's Hotel — where night and dayThe noises of the harbour find their way,The endless stir of ships ...
O ocean liner you sing and sailYour body white and your funnels yellowTired of the anchorages' filthy watersYou who have ...
If I was a bloke as could paint,Bill said, "which I ain't,Lord! The pictures I'd doOf ships runnin' freeIn the ...
To-morrow and to-morrow, (O the slashing of the foam along the furrow!)We'll loosen from the jetty when ...
All the ships of the world come here, Rest a little, then set to sea; Some ride ...
Oo seen her off? . . . "Me," says the tide,"I 'ad to, for why, there was no one ...
" ""When did your ship dock, Jim Dale, That you come so late this night? Long since I heard the ...
Bold Torres, the sailor, came and went,with his swarthy, storm-worn band,he saw Saavedra's Isle to north-to south a loom of ...
Queen among ships, and named for a well-loved queen,Fair be her landfalls, and her years serene,Such uneventful and unstoried yearsAs ...
(For Alden March) With drooping sail and pennant That never a wind may reach, They float in sunless waters Beside ...
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand grey to the ...
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand gray to the ...
There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town; You can hear the groping ferries as they ...
Tracks of rain and light linger in the spongy greens of a nature whose flickering mountain-bulging nearer, ebbing back into ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
WHO knows what I know when I have asked the night questions and the night has answered nothing only the ...
RINGS of iron gray smoke; a woman's steel face . looking . looking. Funnels of an ocean liner negotiating a ...
Nobody in the lane, and nothing, nothing but blackberries, Blackberries on either side, though on the right mainly, A blackberry ...
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