The Old Play (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IIN an old play-house, in an old play,In an old piece that has been done to death,We dance, kind ladies, ...
Kenneth Slessor Poems on Death & Dying (8 Poems)
The Atlas (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
I. The King of CuckoozTHE King of Cuckooz ContreyHangs peaked above ArgierWith Janzaries and MarabuttsTo bid a sailor fear-With lantern-eyed ...
To The Poetry Of Hugh Mccrae (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
UNCLES who burst on childhood, from the East,Blown from air, like bearded ghosts arriving,And are, indeed, a kind of guessed-at ...
Undine (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IN Undine's mirror the cutpurse foundFive candlesticks by magic drowned,Like boughs of silver . . . and pale as death,Biting ...
Fixed Ideas (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,Death's candy-bed. Stone caked on stone,Dry pyramids ...
Burying Friends (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
BURYING friends is not a pomp,Not, indeed, Roman:Lacking the monument,Heroic stone;Nor is it an obscuring parasol,The pad of customary gloves ...
A Sunset (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
THE old Quarry, Sun, with bleeding scales,Flaps up the gullies, wets their crystal pebbles,Floating with waters of gold; darkness exhalesBrutishly ...
North Country (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
North Country, filled with gesturing wood, With trees that fence, like archers' volleys, The flanks of hidden valleys Where nothing's ...