#AustralianWriters
I cannot be tricked out in lovely… All times, all days. My mind has moods of hating pearl… And jewel-blaze. Nor is the body worthily attired
Through the swift night I go to my love. Tram bells are joy bells, Bidding us move On a golden path
He had served eighty masters. The… He 'worked for these employers’ to… And they, if they had heard him, w… To brand him inefficient whom they… For to know eighty masters is to k…
I have golden shoes To make me fleet. They are like the wind Underneath my feet. When my lover’s kiss
I’d like to spend long hours at ho… With a small child to bother me. I’d take her out to see the shops And fuss about my husband’s tea. Instead of this I spend my days
Now I’ve been three days In the place where I am staying, I’ve taken up new ways’ Land-owning and flute playing. There’s an orchard ground
Cherry plum blossom in an old tin… Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fa… With sun on it and little shadows… All in among the fragrant wonder t… Cherry plum blossom on the workroo…
Now all the lovely days are past, The hours of sun and leagues of se… And starry nights that lay between Yourself and me. Our boat has left the sea behind.
When Gertie came in To work today She was much less weary And far more gay. We asked her the reason
Across the sea Come homeward ships With freight of boys. And still must we Forgo the joys
The love I look for Could not come from you. My mind is set to fall At Peterloo. But you’ld protect me,
I love to see Her looking up at me, Stretched on a bed In her pink dressing gown, Her arms above her head,
To Plato’s dictum Assent she lends. All things in common We hold, as friends. I share her riches.
I have three loves who are all mos… Each one has cost me many a tear. The one who is dead yet lives in m… I were too poor had I less than t…
Our palm designed to grow In deserts, sent roots seeking far… Channels where waters flow. And in the city found Intricate pipings where the waters…