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| 5311. | The Last Leap by Adam Lindsay Gordon | | ALL is over! fleet career,
Dash of greyhound slipping thongs,
Flight of falcon, bound of deer,
Mad hoof-thunder in our rear,
Cold air rushing ... |
| 5312. | Whispering in Wattle -Boughs by Adam Lindsay Gordon | | OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred
And rustled by the scented breath of Spring;
Oh, the dreary wistful longing! Oh, the f... |
| 5314. | Sunday up the River by James Thomson | | MY love o'er the water bends dreaming;
It glideth and glideth away:
She sees there her own beauty, gleaming
Through shadow and ripple and ... |
| 5315. | ELECTION DAY CAMPAIGN by Liam Wilkinson | | One child takes cover beneath our bay window, he waits on grazed knees for his breath to come back and checks the ammo in his Fairy Liquid bottle.
I ... |
| 5316. | RETURN TO THE ESPLANADE by Liam Wilkinson | | The Esplanade is just as I left it.
Here is the Red Lea Hotel, the Royal,
the house we said we’d buy with the writer’s turret,
the memorial b... |
| 5317. | ON THE MAP by Liam Wilkinson | | When I step off that doorstep,
still in need of the paint
with which I intend to lick it,
and on to that short walk
to the gateposts
that used to... |
| 5318. | Morning Poem #1 by Wanda Phipps | | floating gray web pages
step into a crowded vacuum
clouds sweating
there's a gauzy scrim
in front of my eyes
between me and
the rest of the wo... |
| 5319. | Morning Poem #6 by Wanda Phipps | | groggy voice
hangover head
phone rongs
work call
money writing
muddled thoughts
adrenaline rush
hands clutch
power book
pauses comerapid doub... |
| 5320. | Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps | | if she took off her top
would that embarrass you
would you smile and laugh newvously
would there be
room on the roof
for the orgy
if the music w... |
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