The Man of Sentiment (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
Part One[A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly ...
Kenneth Slessor Poems on Man (19 Poems)
Music (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
Five Visions Of Captain Cook (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
ICOOK was a captain of the AdmiraltyWhen sea-captains had the evil eye,Or should have, what with beating krakens offAnd casting ...
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, ...
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 ...
Heine In Paris (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
Earth-Visitors (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
(To N.L.)THERE were strange riders once, came gusting downCloaked in dark furs, with faces grave and sweet,And white as air. ...
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 ...
Beach Burial with German Translation (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
Softly and humbly to the Gulf of ArabsThe convoys of dead sailors come;At night they sway and wander in the ...
Marco Polo (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
READING how Marco Polo cameBy bridle-path to Kanbalu,Forgotten fibres wake to flame,And smoke old memories anew . . . .For ...
Pan at Lane Cove (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
SCALY with poison, bright with flame,Great fungi steam beside the gate,Run tentacles through flagstone cracks,Or claw beyond, where meditateWet poplars ...
Rubens’ Hell (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
VENUS with rosy-cloven rumpAnd rings of straw-bright flying hairLooks in the glass that slaves are plyingNot for her own face ...
Elegy In A Botanic Gardens (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
THE smell of birds' nests faintly burningIs autumn. In the autumn I cameWhere spring had used me better,To the clear ...
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 ...
Waters (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
THIS Water, like a sky that no one uses,Air turned to stone, ridden by stars and birdsNo longer, but with ...
Lesbia’s Daughter (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
LESBIA'S daughter, I shall tell no lie,Here's no fit amber for such a dainty fly.Let them embalm your beauty whoso ...
Crustacean Rejoinder (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
TAKE your great light away, your music end;I'm off to feed myself as quick as I can.You're perfectly impossible to ...
Five Bells (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
William Street (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
The red globe of light, the liquor green, the pulsing arrows and the running fire spilt on the stones, go ...