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Dame Mary Gilmore DBE's Poetry, by popularity

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  • The Rider
    I draw a-near you in your sleeping city,
    Who, in mine ancient freedom,
    67 lines
  • Spring Song
    Spring is not gone—not yet! not yet!
    Across Gundary Plain the shadows flight,
    52 lines
  • Winter
    Who now enters here,
    With his locks at the sere,
    52 lines
  • The Plover
    I shall not need the moon
    To find thy trysting-place;
    25 lines
  • The Tenancy
    I shall go as my father went,
    A thousand plans in his mind,
    8 lines
  • The Whinnying Are Of Bronte
    So deep I slept I had not known how fleet
    The feet of time upon its endless shore;
    46 lines
  • The Little Leaven
    Poverty clad in its threadbare coat,
          Feeling its pocket for pence,
    34 lines
  • The First Footers
    Whose be these bearded faces,
    And whose these weathered hands,
    43 lines
  • The Rock Is Thy Rock
    Lord, Thou hast pitten me oot on the rock,
          Thou has beaten, me wi' Thy seas;
    18 lines
  • Out On The Hillside
    Summer will come with its warm, clear light,
          And the long grasses wave;
    13 lines
  • The Coming
    Once I came as a ghost,
    I came lighter than air
    15 lines
  • Penelope
    Twice I waked in the night,
          Feeling if you were there—
    25 lines
  • The Satin Of The Bee
    Thundering of hoofs
    In the fields of France,
    34 lines
  • The Myall In Prison
    Lone, lone, and lone I stand,
          With none to hear my cry,
    13 lines
  • The Baying Hounds
    There was no hunted one
    With whom I did not run,
    12 lines
  • The Whistling Man
    There came an old man down the road,
          And, oh, he whistled fine!
    19 lines
  • Swans At Night
    Within the night, above the dark,
    I heard a host upon the air,
    73 lines
  • The Measure
    Must the young blood for ever flow?
    Shall the wide wounds no closing know?
    32 lines
  • Three Swans Went By
    Whither, ye wanderers in the heights your wings still dare,
    Crying as though forgotten things mourned in your keening?
    11 lines
  • You A Wantin' Me
    You a-wantin' me,
    Me a-wantin' you!
    28 lines
  • The Kiss
    Lean over the fence and kiss? Not I!
          If the tide leapt up to a kiss
    16 lines
  • The Sale
    I sold a pup, said the Englishman,
    I sold a pup for a pound.
    13 lines
  • The Brucedale Scandal
    Himself and me put in the trap
          And daundered into town,
    97 lines
  • The Light On Her Hair
    "O, what would you do if you came to my house
    And found the door shut and the candles all out,
    38 lines
  • The Bull
    Bellow, bull, bellow!
    Low thy dark sound
    91 lines
  • The Song Of The Hand
    Blessed be God who gave us the need
    To break the clod for the good round seed;
    33 lines
  • Sing with the Wind
    Vast is the chasm, and in the deep below
    Silence has fallen asleep beneath its tree;
    15 lines
  • The Song Of The Woman Drawer
    I am the woman-drawer,
          I am the cry;
    23 lines
  • The Undelivered
    As the soft gloaming fell,
    And the flowers closed their eyes,
    11 lines
  • The Pendulum
    In flight eternally, the pendulum
    Makes answer to a rhythm that no man knows,
    58 lines
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