Kenneth Slessor

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

Kenneth Slessor Poems

1. Toilet Of A Dandy 4/1/2010
2. Undine 4/1/2010
3. Rubens' Innocents 4/1/2010
4. La Dame Du Palais De La Reine 4/1/2010
5. Music 4/1/2010
6. Metempsychosis 4/1/2010
7. Taoist 4/1/2010
8. Trade Circular 4/1/2010
9. Talbingo 4/1/2010
10. Mephistopheles Perverted 4/1/2010
11. To Myself 4/1/2010
12. The Old Play 4/1/2010
13. The Atlas 4/1/2010
14. Next Turn 4/1/2010
15. New Magic 4/1/2010
16. The Ghost 4/1/2010
17. The Nabob 4/1/2010
18. The Country Ride 4/1/2010
19. Lesbia's Daughter 4/1/2010
20. Marco Polo 4/1/2010
21. Serenade 4/1/2010
22. Waters 4/1/2010
23. Thieves' Kitchen 4/1/2010
24. Stars 4/1/2010
25. Realities 4/1/2010
26. Winter Dawn 4/1/2010
27. Vesper-Song Of The Reverend Samuel Marsden 4/1/2010
28. Advice To Psychologists 4/1/2010
29. Nuremberg 4/1/2010
30. To The Poetry Of Hugh Mccrae 4/1/2010
31. To A Friend 4/1/2010
32. A Surrender 4/1/2010
33. In A/C With Ghosts 4/1/2010
34. Last Trams 4/1/2010
35. Sensuality 4/1/2010
36. Adventure Bay 4/1/2010
37. Crustacean Rejoinder 4/1/2010
38. Rubens' Hell 4/1/2010
39. Snowdrops 4/1/2010
40. Cock-Crow 4/1/2010

Comments about Kenneth Slessor

  • OMEGALUL (10/17/2018 11:20:00 PM)

    What the r these comments

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  • McFlee thAman (7/26/2018 11:09:00 PM)

    Such a great poet. War poems is not good but I wnjoy

  • Edward harold Sivakumar (7/26/2018 11:09:00 PM)

    Dont u give up nah nah. I wont give up nah nah. Let me love your mum.

  • Rachel Tu Dona (7/26/2018 11:07:00 PM)

    I love this poet he was so sexy. In bed he was so good.

  • Truthbomb McGee (6/17/2018 6:10:00 PM)

    Slessor was an absolute lad and a half. He in himself, was poetry. A complete and utter beastly individual.

  • NAM DO FROM CABRA HIGH (3/22/2018 8:02:00 PM)

    Y'ALL MAD DOGS! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

  • Sam with Buns (3/22/2018 8:01:00 PM)

    you suck a lot of crap and things

  • Dickbutt Jones (10/26/2017 5:46:00 PM)

    These comments are depressing. But then again, so am I. Turtle rhymes with rape

  • Luke Perich (7/28/2014 6:26:00 AM)

    Slessor was a disgrace to humanity. He now rots in hell.

  • Robert Alexander (11/16/2013 10:36:00 PM)

    I reckon Slessor was a sicko. Slessor was a bloody sicko. Probably got abused when he was still weeny.

Best Poem of Kenneth Slessor

Five Bells

Time that is moved by little fidget wheels
Is not my time, the flood that does not flow.
Between the double and the single bell
Of a ship's hour, between a round of bells
From the dark warship riding there below,
I have lived many lives, and this one life
Of Joe, long dead, who lives between five bells.

Deep and dissolving verticals of light
Ferry the falls of moonshine down. Five bells
Coldly rung out in a machine's voice. Night and water
Pour to one rip of darkness, the Harbour floats
In the air, the Cross hangs upside-down in water. ...

Read the full of Five Bells

William Street

The red globe of light, the liquor green,
the pulsing arrows and the running fire
spilt on the stones, go deeper than a stream;
You find this ugly, I find it lovely

Ghosts' trousers, like the dangle of hung men,
in pawn-shop windows, bumping knee by knee,
but none inside to suffer or condemn;
You find this ugly, I find it lovely.

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