Kenneth Slessor

(27 March 1901 – 30 June 1971 / Orange, New South Wales)

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North Country


North Country, filled with gesturing wood,
With trees that fence, like archers' volleys,
The flanks of hidden valleys
Where nothing's left to hide

But verticals and perpendiculars,
Like rain gone wooden, fixed in falling,
Or fingers blindly feeling
For what nobody cares;

Or trunks of pewter, bangled by greedy death,
Stuck with black staghorns, quietly sucking,
And trees whose boughs go seeking,
And tress like broken teeth

With smoky antlers broken in the sky;
Or trunks that lie grotesquely rigid,
Like bodies blank and wretched
After a fool's battue,

As if they've secret ways of dying here
And secret places for their anguish
When boughs at last relinquish
Their clench of blowing air

But this gaunt country, filled with mills and saws,
With butter-works and railway-stations
And public institutions,
And scornful rumps of cows,

North Country, filled with gesturing wood–
Timber's the end it gives to branches,
Cut off in cubic inches,
Dripping red with blood.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Veteran Poet - 2,661 Points Terry Craddock (11/8/2014 8:11:00 PM)

    Loved especially the first two stanzas, but For what nobody cares; does not seem a good juxtaposition for the wonderful lines culminating on Or fingers blindly feeling. Any suggestions on alternatives? (Report) Reply

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