John Philip Bourke

[Bluebush] (5 August 1860 – 13 January 1914 / New South Wales / Australia)

John Philip Bourke Poems

1. When I Am Dead 5/15/2012
2. A Mulga Romance 5/21/2012
3. Life 5/21/2012
4. Shakin' 5/21/2012
5. The End Of The Episode 5/21/2012
6. Upon The Pad To Carey 5/21/2012
7. Where The Light And The Shadows Lie 5/21/2012
8. With Head Erect I Fought The Fight 5/30/2012
9. John Philip Bourke 5/15/2012
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John Philip Bourke

With head erect I fought the fight
Or mingled with the dance,
And now I merge into the night
With utter nonchalance.
We singers standing on the outer rim,
Who touch the fringe of poesy at times
With half-formed thoughts, rough-set in halting rhymes,
Through which no airy flights of fancy skim

We write 'just so,' an hour to while away,
And turn the well-thumbed stock still o'er and o'er,
As men have done a thousand times before,
And will again, just as we do to-day . . .
If I could take that rosebud from its stem,
And weare its petals in a...

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