Writer's
Walk
Kenneth Slessor (1901-1971)
The red globes
of light, the liquor-green,
The pulsing arrows and the running fire
Spilt on the stones, go deeper than a stream;
You find this ugly, I find it lovely.
Ghosts' trousers, like the dangle of hung men,
in pawnshop-windows, bumping knee by knee,
But none inside to suffer or condemn;
You find this ugly, I find it lovely.
William Street
(1939) |
Kenneth Slesser was a noted journalist, war correspondent
and poet, his elegy for a dead friend, "Five Bells",
published in 1939, is considered his finest poem.
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