Roderic Quinn

(1867 - 1949 / Australia)

Roderic Quinn Poems

1. The Threshold Stone 4/16/2010
2. The Voyagers 4/16/2010
3. The Vigil 4/16/2010
4. The Voices Of The Rain 4/16/2010
5. The Year's End 4/16/2010
6. They Shall Come Home 4/16/2010
7. Irony 4/16/2010
8. The Swamp 4/16/2010
9. The Three Knocks 4/16/2010
10. The Turn Of The Road 4/16/2010
11. Two Pictures 4/16/2010
12. Western Camps 4/16/2010
13. Tidings 4/16/2010
14. Twilight And Peace 4/16/2010
15. Perfection 4/16/2010
16. The Long, Lone Road 4/16/2010
17. With The Quandongs 4/16/2010
18. The Greater Love 4/16/2010
19. The River And The Road 4/16/2010
20. The Drover Of The Stars 4/16/2010
21. Love Magical 4/16/2010
22. The Hidden Tide 1/1/2004
23. The House Of The Commonwealth 1/4/2003
24. The Circling Hearths 1/1/2004
25. Midnight And Moonlight 4/16/2010
26. Just To Drift 4/16/2010
27. Spring Song 4/16/2010
28. Romance In The Market Place 4/16/2010
29. On The Barrier 4/16/2010
30. The Allisons 4/16/2010
31. The Artist 4/16/2010
32. The Black Hound 4/16/2010
33. The Counsellors 4/16/2010
34. The Seeker 4/16/2010
35. The Shadow-Third 4/16/2010
36. The Master-Man 4/16/2010
37. The Red Mist 4/16/2010
38. The Red-Tressed Maiden 4/16/2010
39. The Little House 4/16/2010
40. The Song 4/16/2010
Best Poem of Roderic Quinn

Stars In The Sea

I took a boat on a starry night
and went for a row on the water,
and she danced like a child on a wake of light
and bowed where the ripples caught her.

I vowed, as I rowed on the velvet blue
through the night and the starry spendour
to woo and sue a maiden I know
till she bent to my pleading tender.

My painted boat she was light and glad
and gladder my heart was wishing,
and I came in time to a little lad
who stood on the rocks a-fishing.

I said "Ahoy!" and he said "Ahoy"!
and I asked how the fish were biting;
And what are you...

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The Hidden Tide

WITHIN the world a second world
That circles ceaselessly:
Stars in the sky and sister stars—
Turn in your eyes and see!

Tides of the sea that rise and fall,
Aheave from Pole to Pole—
And kindred swayings, veiled but felt,
That noise along the soul.

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