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Kenneth Slessor's Poetry, by title

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  • Jackey Jackey gallops on a horse like a swallow
    Where the carbines bark and the blackboys hollo.
    23 lines, 65,535 comments
  • THE old Quarry, Sun, with bleeding scales,
    Flaps up the gullies, wets their crystal pebbles,
    10 lines
  • WHEN to those Venusbergs, thy breasts,
    By wars of love and moonlight batteries,
    9 lines
  • SOPHIE'S my world . . . my arm must soon or later
    Like Francis Drake turn circumnavigator,
    11 lines
  • YOU spies that pierce the mind with trenches,
    Feasting your eyes through private panes,
    7 lines
  • OUR general was the greatest and bravest of generals.
    For his deeds, look around you on this coast—
    14 lines
  • Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs
    The convoys of dead sailors come;
    51 lines, 10 comments
  • BURYING friends is not a pomp,
    Not, indeed, Roman:
    23 lines
  • "BUY, who'll buy," the pedlar sings,
    "Bones of beggars, loins of kings,
    15 lines
  • CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South Seas
    In the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,
    164 lines
  • CHAFING on flags of ebony and pearl,
    My paladins are waiting. Loops of smoke
    13 lines
  • SMOKE upon smoke; over the stone lips
    Of chimneys bleeding, a darker fume descends.
    15 lines
  • THE cock's far cry
    From lonely yards
    15 lines
  • Country towns, with your willows and squares,
    And farmers bouncing on barrel mares
    25 lines, 4 comments
  • GUTTED of station, noise alone,
    The crow's voice trembles down the sky
    13 lines
  • TAKE your great light away, your music end;
    I'm off to feed myself as quick as I can.
    11 lines
  • (To N.L.)
    THERE were strange riders once, came gusting down
    53 lines
  • THE smell of birds' nests faintly burning
    Is autumn. In the autumn I came
    26 lines
  • Time that is moved by little fidget wheels
    Is not my time, the flood that does not flow.
    137 lines, 15 comments
  • COOK was a captain of the Admiralty
    When sea-captains had the evil eye,
    217 lines, 4 comments
  • RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,
    Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,
    22 lines
  • MY words are the poor footmen of your pride,
    Of what you cry, you trumpets, each to each
    13 lines
  •         IN the castle of Glubbdubdrib
            How spendidly we dine
    27 lines
  • 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 a simple stone,
    23 lines
  • LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;
    The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,
    92 lines
  • You can shuffle and scuffle and scold,
      You can rattle the knockers and knobs,
    37 lines
  • SOPHIE, in shocks of scarlet lace,
    Receives her usual embrace
    31 lines
  • THAT street washed with violet
    Writes like a tablet
    38 lines
  • LESBIA'S daughter, I shall tell no lie,
    Here's no fit amber for such a dainty fly.
    19 lines
  • These black bush-waters, heavy with crusted boughs
    like plumes above dead captains, wake the mind....
    15 lines, 1 comment
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