A Psalm Of Resignation (Joseph Furphy Poems)
In spite of his imposing plea,A freeman whom the truth makes freeIs often fairly up a tree,And marvels why it ...
In spite of his imposing plea,A freeman whom the truth makes freeIs often fairly up a tree,And marvels why it ...
I love to see the little stars All dancing to one tune; I think quite highly of the Sun, And kindly of the ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son,For the wrong we have taken part in and ...
Trade, Trade versus Art,Brain, Brain versus Heart;Oh, the earthiness of these hard-hearted times,When clinking dollars, and jingling dimes,Drown all the ...
Grand CaymanThis tuft that thrives on saline nothingness,Inverted octopus with heavenward armsThrust parching from a palm-bole hard by the cove⎯A ...
My heart, display toward all your friends a changeful character,Adding into it the disposition that each one has.Adopt the disposition ...
You ask about these wrinkles, These wrinkles I have on my brow,If you'll give me your kind applause, sir, For ...
THE dawn hangs heavy on the distant hill,The darkness shudders slowly into light;And from the weary bosom of the nightThe ...
As the dark cloud passed, I in the crimson shadow of the moon viewed the square and the streets an ...
Some said it was a shooting star,Some said it was a pheasant;It was the most surprising thingTo villager and peasant.To ...
FIG-TREES, weird fig-treesMade of thick smooth silver,Made of sweet, untarnished silver in the sea-southern air--I say untarnished, but I mean ...
God let me fall from His hand One day at His forge when the elemental world Was shaping. ...
Tonight I saw a little moonCaught in the naked, brown branches of a tree.Like an octopus, they held it,Passing it ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
I hate you, rubber souls, you seem to stretch to fit any regime. They'll give a yawning smile, stretched wide, ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
How shall my animal Whose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull, Vessel of abscesses and exultation's shell, Endure ...
"Poet and veteran of childhood, look! See in me the obscene, for you have love, For you have hatred, you, ...
"little soul, little flirting, little perverse one where are you off to now? little wan one, firm one little exposed ...
The photographic chamber of the eye records bare painted walls, while an electric light lays the chromium nerves of plumbing ...
Tell me, O Octopus, I begs Is those things arms, or is they legs? I marvel at thee, Octopus; If ...
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