#AustralianWriters
The love I look for Could not come from you. My mind is set to fall At Peterloo. But you’ld protect me,
When I am making poetry I’m good And happy then. I live in a deep world of angelhoo… Afar from men. And all the great and bright and f…
To Plato’s dictum Assent she lends. All things in common We hold, as friends. I share her riches.
They used to say Our mother brought us up like hot-… From day to day Such wondrous cares were ours Her love inspired.
A lady and I were walking Where waters flow; A lady and I were talking Softly and slow. This is what you were saying,
Today when you went up the hill And all that I could see Was just a speck of black and whit… Very far from me, It seemed more strange than words…
I lie in the dark Grass beneath and you above me, Curved like the sky, Insistent that you love me. But the high stars
I made a heaven for you filled wit… Each star a song Meant to give happy music to your… Day and night long. But in your workshop you are close…
I saw a flight of sparrows through… Oh, let us rise Out of the weaknesses of our despa… To burning skies. Let us take wings for flight from…
The people have drunk the wine of… In the streets of town. They smile as they drift with hear… Uphill and down. The people have drunk the wine of…
One comes to love the little saint… As years go by. One learns to love the little sain… ‘O hear me sigh, St. Anthony,
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…
I went down to post a letter Through the garden, through the ga… All the lovely stars were shining As I went. They were free as I, unhappy
They have a few little hours To study the world’ Its lovely absence of clouds, Or the thunderbolts hurled By hidden powers’
Beauty does not walk through lovel… Beauty walks with horror in her ha… Down long centuries of pleasant wa… Men have found the terrible most f… Youth is lovelier in death than li…