#AustralianWriters
There’s a big park just close to w… Trees in a row And shaggy grass whereon the dead… And in the middle round a great la… The fair yachts sail
I count the days until I see you,… But the days only. I dare not reckon up the nights an… I shall be lonely. But when at last I meet you, dear…
Do you remember still the little s… I mumbled on the hill at Aura, ho… I told you it was made for Katie’… When I was fresh from school and… With all the strength of girlhood?…
Up in my room on my unmade bed I sat and read. There was work waiting for me belo… I didn’t go. For in my little green room the so…
When day is over I climb up the stair, Take off my dark dress, Pull down my hair, Open my window
My friend declares Being woman and virgin she Takes small account of periodicity And she is right. Her days are calmly spent
He has picked grapes in the sun.… Like a fairy tale, Like a tale of dreams. ‘He in his slender youth, with vin… Under a blazing sky’—
I can’t feel the sunshine Or see the stars aright For thinking of her beauty And her kisses bright. She would let me kiss her
A lady and I were walking Where waters flow; A lady and I were talking Softly and slow. This is what you were saying,
‘Raging winter wind Let loose in springtime What is the message your cold touc… Spite of days and dreams, Warm and easy and sublime,
There’s a little boy who lives nex… With hair like you, Pale, pale hair and a rose-white s… And his eyes are blue. When I get a chance I peep at him…
To look across at Moira gives me… She has a red tape measure. Her dress is black and all the wor… And I am weary. But that’s like blood—like a thin…
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…
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…
Every night I hurry home to see If a letter’s there from you to me… Every night I bow my head and say… ‘There’s no word at all from him t…