Danny Draper

Rookie - 348 Points [Dabedra] (14 July 1963 / Kiama, New South Wales, Australia)

Danny Draper Poems

1. The Good Old Days 1/27/2012
2. From Dabedra - 19/8/1993 1/27/2012
3. From Dabedra - 18/10/2004 1/27/2012
4. From Dabedra - 19-22/5/2004 1/27/2012
5. Crapper Lyrics No 1 1/27/2012
6. Concealing A Wisdom 1/27/2012
7. Coat Of Country 1/27/2012
8. From Dabedra - 20/1/2003 1/27/2012
9. The Glance (For Donna) 1/27/2012
10. Happiness (For Helen) 1/30/2012
11. Second Of January 2006 1/30/2012
12. No More The Honest Word (For Mark Felgate) 1/30/2012
13. Ron’s With Roma 1/30/2012
14. What Reason For This Mortal Stand 3/1/2012
15. Seeds 3/1/2012
16. Build No Shrine 3/1/2012
17. Mirror Rejected Viewer 3/1/2012
18. Days 1 And 2 Neverfail Bay 3/6/2012
19. Blue Wren In Sydney 3/6/2012
20. It Fell Upon The Each Day Earth 3/6/2012
21. From Dabedra - 22/06/1985 3/14/2012
22. From Dabedra - 12/06/1985 3/14/2012
23. Last We Met (To Dad) 3/14/2012
24. Desire Or Design? 3/14/2012
25. Half My Life I Knew Him (For Leo John Cochrane) 3/14/2012
26. From Dabedra 5/12/2005 (For Neville Shields) 3/14/2012
27. The 27th Olympiad (2000) 3/14/2012
28. The End Is Nye 1/23/2015
29. Sonnet For Journey 1/23/2015
30. Stare Out The Window 1/23/2015
31. Safe For A Week In Hobart Town 1/25/2015
32. Riverside Sandwhich 1/25/2015
33. They'Re At It Again 1/25/2015
34. The Great Avarice Belief 1/25/2015
35. Arbitrary (An Acronym For Beaurocracy) 1/25/2015
36. Lunch In The Art Gallery Of Nsw Members Lounge 1/25/2015
37. Mining Artwork Narratives From Sydney Biennale 2014 1/25/2015
38. I Want To Change The Language 1/25/2015
39. Sonnet For Humanly Vigilance 2/22/2015
40. Listless Chill 3/14/2012
Best Poem of Danny Draper

Race To The Bottom (With Apologies To John Masefield)

I must go down in the seas again, the lonely sea and to die,
And all I ask is a better life and a land to set that by,
And the world's kick and the wind's song and the white fists shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and great jaws breaking.

I must go down in the seas again, for the call of the run to hide
It's a wild card all or nothing that asylum be denied;
And all I ask is a worldly care with the old words applying,
And the flung sprayed and the thrown strewn, and the sea-done lying.

I must go down in the seas again, to the vague refugee life, ...

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Crapper Lyrics No 1

Used to live in shoebox
At side of road
Not too bad til grass got mowed
Cut to pieces and blown to wind
Raked up by the gardener and put in the bin.
I'm so poor I can't afford water in this heat
I have to squash grapes just
To wash my feet,
Your mamma said to mummy

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