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Kenneth Slessor's Poetry, by first line

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  • North Country
    North Country, filled with gesturing wood,
    With trees that fence, like archers' volleys,
    29 lines, 2 comments
  • Mangroves
    These black bush-waters, heavy with crusted boughs
    like plumes above dead captains, wake the mind....
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • South Country
    After the whey-faced anonymity
    Of river-gums and scribbly-gums and bush,
    21 lines
  • William Street
    The red globe of light, the liquor green,
    the pulsing arrows and the running fire
    17 lines, 6 comments
  • Country Towns
    Country towns, with your willows and squares,
    And farmers bouncing on barrel mares
    25 lines, 4 comments
  • Wild Grapes
    The old orchard, full of smoking air,
    Full of sour marsh and broken boughs, is there,
    20 lines, 8 comments
  • The Ghost
    "BEES of old Spanish wine
    Pipe at this Inn to-night,
    25 lines
  • Cannibal Street
    "BUY, who'll buy," the pedlar sings,
    "Bones of beggars, loins of kings,
    15 lines
  • Talbingo
    "TALBINGO RIVER"—as one says of bones:
    "Captain" or "Commodore" that smelt gunpowder
    14 lines
  • Stars
    "THESE are the floating berries of the night,
    They drop their harvest in dark alleys down,
    22 lines
  • Glubbdubdrib
            IN the castle of Glubbdubdrib
            How spendidly we dine
    27 lines
  • Mephistopheles Perverted
    (Or Goethe for the Times)
    ONCE long ago lived a Flea
    24 lines
  • Earth-Visitors
    (To N.L.)
    THERE were strange riders once, came gusting down
    53 lines
  • Realities
    (To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)
    Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,
    50 lines
  • The Nabob
    (To the memory of William Hickey, Esq.)
    COMING out of India with ten thousand a year
    36 lines
  • Trade Circular
    (To the Poets' Ladies)
    SHALL I give you the Bourbon-sugars
    16 lines
  • Out Of Time
    I saw Time flowing like a hundred yachts
    That fly behind the daylight, foxed with air;
    54 lines, 2 comments
  • To a Friend
    ADAM, because on the mind's roads
    Your mouth is always in a hurry,
    27 lines
  • To Myself
    AFTER all, you are my rather tedious hero;
    It is impossible (damn it!) to avoid
    23 lines
  • Winter Dawn
    AT five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking pane
    A port to see—water breathing in the air,
    39 lines
  • New Magic
    At last I know—it’s on old ivory jars,
    Glassed with old miniatures and garnered once with musk.
    12 lines
  • Burying Friends
    BURYING friends is not a pomp,
    Not, indeed, Roman:
    23 lines
  • Captain Dobbin
    CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South Seas
    In the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,
    164 lines
  • Chessmen
    CHAFING on flags of ebony and pearl,
    My paladins are waiting. Loops of smoke
    13 lines
  • Sleep
    Do you give yourself to me utterly,
    Body and no-body, flesh and no-flesh
    23 lines, 7 comments
  • The Country Ride
    EARTH which has known so many passages
    Of April air, so many marriages
    27 lines
  • Sensuality
    FEELING hunger and cold, feeling
    Food, feeling fire, feeling
    17 lines
  • The Night Ride
    Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up and down;
    Milk-tins in cold dented silver; half-awake I stare,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Thieves' Kitchen
    GOOD roaring pistol-boys, brave lads of gold,
    Good roistering easy maids, blown cock-a-hoop
    20 lines
  • Crow Country
    GUTTED of station, noise alone,
    The crow's voice trembles down the sky
    13 lines
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