Poems

Proletaria THE SUNNY rounds of Earth contain An obverse to its Day, Our fertile Vagrancy’s domain, Wan Proletaria. From pole to pole of Poverty We stumble […]

Sloth (I) & (II) Sloth (I) Too many a Samsan lip your teeth indent: Too many a Sybil girl you lure to make The Great Refusal […]

The Cow THIS is a rune I ravelled in the still, Arrogant stare of an Australian cow— ‘These prankt intruders of the hornless brow, Puffed up […]

The Poet THEY tell you the poet is useless and empty the sound of his lyre, That science has made him a phantom, and thinned to […]

True America’s Message OUR manlier spirits hear and will obey The Word YOU waft Australia o’er the sea— ‘Be true, be brave, be merciful, be free!’ […]

Young Democracy HARK! Young Democracy from sleep Our careless sentries raps: A backwash from the Future’s deep Our Evil’s foreland laps. Unknown, these Titans of our […]

Aprilly Whan that Aprilly with hise shoures soote The droghte of March had perced to the roote, I druv a motor thro’ Aprilly’s bliz Somme forty […]

Canopus When quacks with pills political would dope us, When politics absorbs the livelong day, I like to think about that star Canopus, So far, so […]

Gentle Doctor Brown It was a gentle sawbones and his name was Doctor Brown. His auto was the terror of a small suburban town. His practice, […]

Upon Julia’s Antics When as galoshed my Julia goes, Unbuckled all from top to toes, How swift the poem becometh prose! And when I cast mine […]