Tag Archives: australian poetry

JUNE 26 2013 : SEDGELY-CURSE. A horrible imprecation, thus given by Howell, — "the devil run through thee booted and spurred with a scythe on his back."

A dictionary of archaic and provincial words, obsolete phrases, proverbs, and ancient customs, from the fourteenth century

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The Saved

We were always mucking about
with the unmentionables,
trudging through the snow.
Winter closing around the heat
concocted by what our desires shared.

It wasn’t highbrow anymore
as we learnt to grind and crank
bodies, our saving grace, the fires
of hell these days reserved
for the faint of heart and feckless.

Michael Brennan

http://www.saltpublishing.com/saltmagazine/issues/01/text/Brennan_Michael_04.htm

foto – boots in old butter factory bellingen

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MARCH 31 2011: And being home, memory becomes a passion. A.D. Hope.

http://www.australianliterarycompendium.com/birdessay.html

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“No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit.”
Helen Keller.

http://www.wow4u.com/optimism/index.html

foto – bateman’s bay nsw march 2010

MARCH 5 2011 : A farmer was seen lifting up his pigs, one at a time, to eat apples out of a tree. A passerby said, "Wouldn’t it save a lot of time to shake the tree and let them eat the apples on the ground?" The farmer replied, "What’s time to a pig?"

http://reocities.com/unmark/mquotes.html

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Strong and unafraid, it’s the fishing she loves,

the family eventually together, safe sleeping in beds

in a house near the water. She’s proud to be

her mother’s helper and longs for new wings to

to free her from swings, to fly high, to plunge

into the bay to find mermaids to play with forever.

Suzanne Covich.

http://leswicks.tripod.com/apcarchive.htm

foto – my bed alone in bilambil cottage 2006 march above the valley and the coral sea

FEBRUARY 28 2011 : The serene philosophy of the pink rose is steadying. Its fragrant, delicate petals open fully and are ready to fall, without regret or disillusion, after only a day in the sun. It is so every summer. One can almost hear their pink, fragrant murmur as they settle down upon the grass: ‘Summer, summer, it will always be summer.’ Rachel Peden.

http://www.gardendigest.com/summer.htm

BUNDAGEN 2010

Shannon Georgia Schaubroeck, USA

Poem

THE END OF SUMMER

The summer days are fading, as they must
From endless hours to short and fleeting light
The bird’s once bright, immortal tune, now cries
A melancholy aura to the dusk
The children fiercely climb, and dream, and race
Before their wild and unchained days depart

http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=78355

foto – cousins in bundagen 2010

JANUARY 9 2011 : Trouble rides a fast horse. Italian.

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Cantering, cantering over the

hills,

I rode my horse by the old

windmills,

Cantering, cantering, up the

lane,

Over the fields and back

again.

My horse and I ride home to

rest,

While the big red sun sinks

in the west,

I go inside to my soft white

bed,

And then I lay down my

sleepy head.

Original poem by Argus Eye. SANDRA YOUNG aged 8 Kew,

The Argus (Melbourne).  Friday 13 August 1954.

foto – raleigh 2010

AUGUST 25 2010 : Sea, winds, and winter tease me at their pleasure.

Classical and foreign quotations,law terms and maxims,proverbs,mottoes …

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Spring stars glitter in the freezing sky,
Trees on watch are armoured with frost.
In the dark tarn of a mirror a face appears.
Time is moving through displacements.
Hungrily the blind earthworm burrows
Deeper into its night. Surely
Heaven must ache with all its vacancies.
A dog’s howl is thrown up like a rope-trick.
It is an hour for prayer without words.

McAuley, James, 1917-1976.

http://www.lib.monash.edu.au/exhibitions/poetry/xpoetcat.html

foto – front paddock raleigh winter june 2010

JUNE 6 2010: I HAD a little sister, they called her Peep-Peep, She waded the waters so deep, deep, deep. She climbed up the mountains so high, high, high. And, poor little thing, she had but one eye.

Refers to a star. — Chambers.

Proverbs, proverbial expressions, and popular rhymes of Scotland

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Evening colours linger on mountain paths.
Out beyond this study perched over River Gate,
At the cliff’s edge, frail clouds stay
All night. Among waves, a lone, shuddering
Moon.

Du Fu:  712-770

http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/663-Du-Fu-Overnight-At-The-Riverside-Tower

foto –the dorrigo ranges from raleigh nsw