Christopher John Brennan

(1 November 1870 – 5 October 1932 / Sydney / Australia)

Christopher John Brennan Poems

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  • Charles Anthony Albert Charles Anthony Albert (5/19/2012 10:58:00 AM)

    My first read by Mr. Brennan...I was going to leave him a message on the quality of his poem, but alas, he is gone to rest or go where spirits go. Well done Christopher...Charles Anthony Albert

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  • Phillip Ellis (10/22/2008 4:50:00 PM)

    It's good to see Brennan remembered and collected on the site. If you are still active, may I recommend adding the Wanderer sequence, in full from Poems?

Best Poem of Christopher John Brennan

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I ...

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Poppies

Where the poppy-banners flow
   in and out amongst the corn,
   spotless morn
ever saw us come and go

hand in hand, as girl and boy
   warming fast to youth and maid,
   half afraid
at the hint of passionate joy

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