keywords: Ten Short Poems

  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Ten short poems

    • Various
    • 02 November 2010
    4 Comments

    Lost — Waiting for Spring — God owes me Royalties — Niche — Folding & Flying — Judas and Jezebel  — Donne captains a ship of fools — Home — Loose Change — election

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    Ten short poems

    • ten poets
    • 24 December 2006
    3 Comments

    They say after the storm / you should check the tide pools / for fallen stars. From 17 October 2006.

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    Ten short poems

    • ten poets
    • 30 October 2006
    17 Comments

    They say after the storm / you should check the tide pools / for fallen stars.

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    Spring: Thirty short poems

    • Carol O'Connor
    • 21 November 2016
    6 Comments

    Counting angels dancing on a pinhead? How about, making count the stranger who stands right in front of me ... Love lies hidden. Quick! Look under the moss, hear the stone sing ... Mother Earth is groaning ... Dislocation. Disconnection. Displacement. Only you, only you, only you can take us home.

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    Ten poems: From Woman in Bushfire to man in Sea of Tranquillity

    • Ten Poets
    • 11 July 2007

    The sound of the horse races is my father’s music / A soft dream hidden by ambition / take other paths or just stay put / silence(d) / beer and didgeredoo / the time it might take in getting home.

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    The prayer-poems of Mary Oliver

    • Carol O'Connor
    • 31 January 2019
    10 Comments

    Mary Oliver, who died recently, came to realise it's not just kneeling and kissing the ground that needs to be encouraged, but that the natural world itself, which fed and sustained her creatively and emotionally for a lifetime, is now endangered. We are in danger of wrecking creation.

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    Poems for Anzac Day

    • Jena Woodhouse and Ian C. Smith
    • 24 April 2017
    2 Comments

    Now, the forces of annihilation once again cohere, as if this were a valve in history's cardiac arrhythmia that faltered and unleashed a haemorrhage of horror, trauma, fear. The damask roses bloom unharvested in devastated fields. Their perfume cannot mask the stench that permeates the air, the atmosphere of dread, of mute despair. But when the juggernaut of war is redeployed elsewhere, the fragrant fields will come into their own, if there are hands to care.

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    Four poems for Seamus Heaney

    • Various
    • 10 December 2013
    3 Comments

    I was brought up to become a Scottish Protestant boy in exile from the country that was my father's homeland. You grew up to be at home in your history and tongue; my father banned your accent, set me to elocution, as if your speech was my speech-defect. Our history lay elsewhere, even as we were living it.

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    Diabetica and other poems

    • Les Murray
    • 05 February 2013
    3 Comments

    A man coughs like a box and turns on yellow light to follow his bladder out over the gunwale of his bed. He yawns upright trying not to dot the floor with little advance pees.

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    Fruit half-eaten by animals

    • Libby Hart and Belinda Rule
    • 13 April 2010
    2 Comments

    Lift up a stone, find a spider, fat as a grape ... Run, and I will be tucked up in the heel of your shoe, gnawing at the lining.  

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    Easter poems

    • Jeff Klooger, Rory Harris and Janette Fernando
    • 07 April 2009
    4 Comments

    In Rembrandt's painting, the risen Christ .. wears a jaunty hat ... So roguish! .. So impious! Impish, even! .. He has come to greet his girlfriend .. Mary Magdalene

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    A discovery of connections

    • Najma Sambul
    • 11 February 2020
    1 Comment

    The group had come together by the chance enquiry from one churchgoer who asked another if they could dedicate time to this — to us. So, we clambered into a mini van with our meagre possessions, and the myths and half-truths we knew about Australia followed suit.

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