Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up and down;
Milk-tins in cold dented silver; half-awake I stare,
Pull up the blind, blink out - all sounds are drugged;
the slow blowing of passengers asleep;
engines yawning; water in heavy drips;
Black, sinister travellers, lumbering up the station,
one moment in the window, hooked over bags;
hurrying, unknown faces - boxes with strange labels -
all groping clumsily to mysterious ends,
out of the gaslight, dragged by private Fates,
their echoes die. The dark train shakes and plunges;
bells cry out, the night-ride starts again.
Soon I shall look out into nothing but blackness,
pale, windy fields, the old roar and knock of the rails
melts in dull fury. Pull down the blind. Sleep. Sleep
Nothing but grey, rushing rivers of bush outside.
Gaslight and milk-cans. Of Rapptown I recall nothing else.
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From guest haha (contact)
thanks to the person below me, i used your assignment and just added abit and got top marks good going -
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From guest charles (contact)
im doing a assignment on this n this is what i have so far: The Night-Ride is a poem by Kenneth Slessor and is about when he is travelling on a train, and witnesses a few forlorn travellers catching a train. It is a vivid and realistic descriptive poem to keep the readers engaged and mystified. In the first few lines of the poem, Slessor depicts the train and the hectic hassle and bustle on the train station. He brings realism into the poem by personification such as how he talks about the train as if it was a factual living thing. I also think that the poem and title is a metaphor for things in life that worry or frighten us as night portrays darkness and the feeling of insecurity. For the poet Kenneth Slessor I think this has a main feature and purpose, which is war, and the poem is a metaphor of war such as ‘out of the gaslight, dragged by private fates. Their echoes die.’ -
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well not really
From guest Taz Kempf (contact)
well its not that boring but i know its not for my age. maybe if i was born in his era but not in moden day society. please reply -
vivid words capturing the stupor and happenings in a railway station and the travel... with a doze of sleepiness...
the various personifications dealt in impressive details... -
what are the main ideas the author is suggesting in the poem the night ride
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One of my favourites.
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