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 ...
Meticulous, past midnight in clear rime,Infrangible and lonely, smooth as though castTogether in one merciless white blade-The bay estuaries fleck ...
Though I be in the shadow still,And you be in the sun,Sundering divorce the more endears;Division makes us one.From out ...
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
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