Winter Dawn (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking paneA port to see-water breathing in the air,Boughs broken. The sun ...
AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking paneA port to see-water breathing in the air,Boughs broken. The sun ...
I quivered. I flared up, and then was extinguished. I shook. I had made a proposal - but late, Too ...
My garden blossoms pink and white,A place of decorous murmuring,Where I am safe from August nightAnd cannot feel the knife ...
THE two were silent in a sunless church, Whose mildewed walls, uneven paving-stones, And wasted carvings passed antique research; And ...
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