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 ...
Kenneth Slessor Poems on Thought & Thinking (5 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
The Knife (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
THE plough that marks on Harley's fieldIn flying earth its printThrows up, like death itself concealed,A fang of rosy flint,A ...
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 ...