Jeff Guess

Kenneth Slessor Beach Burial El Alamein Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs The convoys of dead sailors come; At night they sway and...

Ern Malley (?) Durer: Innsbruck, 1495 I had often, cowled in the slumbrous heavy air, Closed my inanimate lids to find it real, As I knew...

Charles Wesley And can it be, that I Should Gain And can it be, that I should gain An interest in the Saviour's blood? Died He for me,...

Sylvia Plath A Winter Ship At this wharf there are no grand landings to speak of. Red and orange barges list and blister Shackled to the...

Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet viii Say what you will, and scratch my heart to find The roots of last year’s roses in my breast; I am as...

William Carlos Williams This is Just to Say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for...

I. The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a...

William Hart-Smith This was again a poem that had an enormous influence on me as a child. His description of the vessel is superb and the...

I met Douglas Dunn on his trip to Australia in the 1980s and we spoke for over an hour and several cups of tea. I was somewhat surprised...

Robert Browning Meeting at Night I The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little...