#AustralianWriters
I love to see Her looking up at me, Stretched on a bed In her pink dressing gown, Her arms above her head,
I know a room that’s dark in dayti… No sunbeams light it, Whether in months of gloom or mont… So people slight it. Yet in the noon of each succeeding…
The strike’s done. The men won. The ships sail the sea To bring back What we lack,
This year I have seen autumn with… Glimpsed hitherto undreamt of myst… In the slow ripening of the town-b… Horse-chestnut lifting wide hands… And silver beech turned gold now w…
What were the good of stars if non… But mariners, astronomers and such… The sun and moon and stars were ma… I know that much.
‘I want a parlourmaid.’ ‘Well, let me see If you were God, what kind of mai… ‘She would be tall, She would be fair,
Last night, in a dream, I felt th… Known to me of old; And there passed me, not much chan… Smiling, suffering, cold. This morning, I lay with closed l…
Ay, ay, ay, the lilies of the gard… With red threads binding them and… These shall be her symbols, for sh… Holy in her maidenhood and very fu… Ay, ay, ay, for she is very girlis…
He has a fairy wife. He does not know her. She is the heart of the storm, Of the clouds that lower. And as the clouds are torn
I came to live in Sophia Street, In a little house in Sophia Stree… With an inch of floor Between door and door And a yard you’d measure in childr…
I dreamt last night of happy home-… Friends I had loved and had belie… Came happily to visit me and said I was a part of their fair home-co… It’s strange that I should dream…
When day is over I climb up the stair, Take off my dark dress, Pull down my hair, Open my window
I am no mystic. All the ways of G… Are dark to me. I know not if he lived or if he di… In agony. My every act has reference to man.
I bought a red hat To please my lover. He will hardly see it When he looks me over, Though it’s a fine hat.
Sometimes I am too tired To think of you. Today was such a day, But then I knew Today, for certain, you’d be weary…