The Bush (Bernard O Dowd Poems)
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
Trembling Creation's omnipresent sun,Immanent Harmonist, Whose rhythms run.Alike where midge pursues his swift romance,Or grave stars cluster for their midnight ...
Where is Australia, singer, do you know? These sordid farms and joyless factories, Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe? ...
I am the gift of tongues that flameInspired resolve above:I wither the weeds of paltry aimThat choke the growth of ...
Heard, from the speaking stones that strewThe hillside of Success;From spheres whose harmonies anewCan those who listen bless;From breaths of ...
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