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Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Searching... Author: SLESSOR, KENNETH Matches Found: 41 Slessor, Kenneth Poet's Biography 41 poems available by this author ALL-NIGHT TAXI STAND First Line: Behold he brave fellow who sits in his yellow Last Line: The other %one %shilling %a mile AN INSCRIPTION FOR DOG RIVER Poem Text First Line: Our general was the greatest and bravest of generals Subject(s): Victory ATLAS, SELS. BEACH BURIAL Poem Text First Line: Softly and humbly to the gulf of arabs Subject(s): Graves; War; Tombs; Tombstones BEACH BURIAL First Line: Softly and humbly to the gulf of arabs Last Line: Enlisted on the other front. %el alamein Subject(s): Graves; War CHOKER'S LANE First Line: In choker's lane, the doors appear Last Line: You find it ugly, I find it lovely COUNTRY TOWNS COUNTRY TOWNS First Line: Country towns, with your willows and squares Last Line: I'll think it's noon at half-past four CROW COUNTRY First Line: Gutted of station, noise alone EARTH-VISITORS First Line: There were strange riders once, came gusting down FIVE BELLS First Line: Time that is moved by little fidget wheels Last Line: Five bells. Five bells coldly ringing out. %five bells FIVE BELLS First Line: Deep and dissolving verticals of light FIVE VISIONS OF CAPTAIN COOK Poem Text First Line: Cook was a captain of the admiralty Subject(s): Cook, James (1728-1779) FIVE VISIONS OF CAPTAIN COOK, SELS. Subject(s): Cook, James (1728-1779) FIXED IDEAS Poem Text First Line: Ranks of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters, FIXED IDEAS First Line: Ranks of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters Last Line: Undo, loosen your bubbles FROM THE VICTORIA MARKETS RECOLLECTED IN TRANQUILLITY First Line: Winds are bleak, stars are bright GULLIVER First Line: I'll kick your walls to bits, I'll die scratching a tunnel IN A/C WITH GHOSTS Poem Text First Line: You can shuffle and scuffle and scold, Subject(s): Banks & Banking INSCRIPTION FOR DOG RIVER First Line: Our general was the greatest and bravest of generals Last Line: Having given him everything, in fact %except respect Subject(s): Victory LAST TRAMS First Line: That street washed with violet Last Line: Snippings of idiot celluloid METEMPSYCHOSIS First Line: Suddenly to become john benbow, walking down william street Last Line: Suddenly to become john benbow NEW MAGIC Poem Text Subject(s): Relationships NIGHT-RIDE First Line: Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up Last Line: Gaslight and milk-cans. Of rapptown I recall nothing else NORTH COUNTRY First Line: North country, filled with gesturing wood Last Line: Dripping red with blood NUREMBERG First Line: So quiet it was in that high, sun-steeped room Last Line: On albrecht durer and his plates of iron OUT OF TIME First Line: I saw time flowing like the hundred yachts Last Line: And time flows past them like a hundred yachts SENSUALITY First Line: Feeling hunger and cold, feeling SLEEP First Line: Do you give yourself to me utterly Last Line: Pangs and betrayal of harsh birth SOUTH COUNTRY Poem Text First Line: After the whey-faced anonymity Subject(s): Landscape; Nature SOUTH COUNTRY First Line: After the whey-faced anonymity Last Line: Feeling its way to air STARS First Line: These are the floating berries of the night TALBINGO Poem Text Subject(s): Rivers; Australia TALBINGO First Line: Talbingo river' -- as one says of bones Last Line: Beds of dried-up passions THE NABOB Poem Text First Line: Coming out of india with ten thousand a year Subject(s): Writing & Writers TO MYSELF First Line: After all, you are my rather tedious hero Last Line: Believe me, fool, there are worse gifts than these TO THE POETRY OF HUGH MCCRAE Poem Text First Line: Uncles who burst on childhood, from the east, Subject(s): Poetry & Poets UP IN MABEL'S ROOM First Line: The stairs are dark, the steps are high Last Line: Up in mabel's room WATERS First Line: This water, like a sky that no one uses WILD GRAPES First Line: The old orchard, full of smoking air Last Line: A girl half-fierce, half-melting, as these grapes, %kissed here-or killed here-but who remembers now WINTER DAWN Poem Text First Line: At five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking pane Subject(s): Winter; Morning; Nature |
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