A Letter to Joan: An Autobiography, 1962-73Macmillan Company of Australia, 1978 - 182 Seiten Continuing autobiography of Australian poet, writer and collector of Aboriginal myths. |
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... written in this notebook : ' Monday morning . Daybreak . Cocks crowing . I was passing your house , Joan , where you lived . There was white plastic draped all over the ground . The plastic was like a huge sea breaking over the height ...
... written in this notebook : ' Monday morning . Daybreak . Cocks crowing . I was passing your house , Joan , where you lived . There was white plastic draped all over the ground . The plastic was like a huge sea breaking over the height ...
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... written little verse , yet almost all I've written has been about you , or carries strains of you in it . The last verse I wrote was about that country where we found our ecstatic happiness , where your poetry was re - awakened in you ...
... written little verse , yet almost all I've written has been about you , or carries strains of you in it . The last verse I wrote was about that country where we found our ecstatic happiness , where your poetry was re - awakened in you ...
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... written , ' I was talking to you , rounded arms round me , more true to my mind than this black mirror of daybreak's quicksilver shiver . ' And once when I went back to that cobwebbed , desolate shack on the mountain ledge and could not ...
... written , ' I was talking to you , rounded arms round me , more true to my mind than this black mirror of daybreak's quicksilver shiver . ' And once when I went back to that cobwebbed , desolate shack on the mountain ledge and could not ...
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The Dryad | 12 |
You Gave Me Flowers | 20 |
The President | 32 |
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