Category: Poem

The Holy City

“Therefore I have sailed the seas and come to the holy city of Byzantium.” W.B. Yeats The society will have changed; people will no longer be like hard billiard balls knocking together, but interlocking force fields;...

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Largs Bay Adelaide 1949

In the hot summer afternoon a silence as quiet as the moon penetrated and possessed the streets like a dream. The hush which had ruled for millennia presented as a vague enigma; What did it convey what did it say? It was beyond...

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Middle Eastern Leadership

How often has the promise been lost, the fair prospect for the future dashed? What happened to the wistful tune rising in the morning, subtle and shimmering, waiting for a flute like a lover, a twinned melody to begin a...

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Oh Spring

Oh Spring, Once again you are right at my door Widely opened my heart with a gentle knock Since we separated, life seemed so dull, Gloomy dark and poor! My time has been spent In absence from everything, Joyless, brightless and...

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