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 ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking paneA port to see-water breathing in the air,Boughs broken. The sun ...
I'LL kick your walls to bits, I'll die scratching a tunnel,If you'll give me a wall, if you'll give me ...
Country towns, with your willows and squares,And farmers bouncing on barrel maresTo public houses of yellow woodWith "1860" over their ...
Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up and down;Milk-tins in cold dented silver; half-awake I stare,Pull up the ...
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