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 ...
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
ICOOK was a captain of the AdmiraltyWhen sea-captains had the evil eye,Or should have, what with beating krakens offAnd casting ...
CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South SeasIn the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,A few poisoned ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
THE smell of birds' nests faintly burningIs autumn. In the autumn I cameWhere spring had used me better,To the clear ...
THIS Water, like a sky that no one uses,Air turned to stone, ridden by stars and birdsNo longer, but with ...
Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up and down;Milk-tins in cold dented silver; half-awake I stare,Pull up the ...
SOMETIMES she is like sherry, like the sun through a vessel of glass,Like light through an oriel window in a ...
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Is not my time, the flood that does not flow. Between the ...
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