Biography of Frederick Kesner
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Reading and writing, pen and paper,
they have given the younger Frederick
a passion from his primary school years:
as soon as the alphabet was learnt;
the very moment he could wield a pen,
there began a continuing journey
wherein the destination is not placed
more highly than the moments spent,
the sojourns explored, in writing.
Will you come and journey with the author,
traversing time and space, imagination -
of things real or conjured in the mind
when the wattle blossoms dance in the wind,
the birdcalls and the dingo's howling....
in that hour of phrases catching, we shall
see the wonder of life itself unfolding.
Frederick Kesner's Works:
'I, Janus', 'A Gift of Myself', 'Forum #49', 'Raucous Blether'; 'Turquoise Dreams', 'In my Own Write', 'Shortlisted', 'Eye Soar.'
Frederick Kesner Poems
A Cup Runs Over
The well has not gone dry, less frequented maybe by both the drawers and the occasional passersby.
Crimson Of Fear
Shot At Dawn
This poem does not condone desertion nor is it a proponent of summary execution or the use of capital punishment as a deterrent.
Charade In Review
` The masks we wear, to us are given,
The Wound Of A Forced Exit
Life In A Graduated Cylinder
'Why are our lives so pegged on tests and calibrations....? ' I wondered one day at lab:
` probably a kinsman
The Thoughts Meander
revolutions of the second hand
are innumerable to the watchful eye,
which has not comforted this bruising