Kenneth Slessor

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

Kenneth Slessor Poems

41. Chessmen 4/1/2010
42. A Bushranger 4/1/2010
43. An Inscription For Dog River 4/1/2010
44. In A/C With Ghosts 4/1/2010
45. Wild Grapes 4/1/2010
46. The Knife 4/1/2010
47. Full Orchestra 4/1/2010
48. Earth-Visitors 4/1/2010
49. Sensuality 4/1/2010
50. Polarities 4/1/2010
51. Cannibal Street 4/1/2010
52. A Sunset 4/1/2010
53. Fixed Ideas 4/1/2010
54. Five Visions Of Captain Cook 4/1/2010
55. Crow Country 4/1/2010
56. Captain Dobbin 4/1/2010
57. Elegy In A Botanic Gardens 4/1/2010
58. Glubbdubdrib 4/1/2010
59. The Night Ride 4/1/2010
60. City Nightfall 4/1/2010
61. Heine In Paris 4/1/2010
62. Beach Burial 4/1/2010
63. Out Of Time 4/1/2010
64. Country Towns 4/1/2010
65. City Nightfall 4/1/2010
66. Gulliver 4/1/2010
67. South Country 1/1/2004
68. Mangroves 1/1/2004
69. Thief Of The Moon 1/1/2004
70. North Country 1/1/2004
71. Sleep 1/1/2004
72. William Street 1/1/2004
73. Five Bells 1/1/2004

Comments about Kenneth Slessor

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

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

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  • 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.

  • 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. ...

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North Country

North Country, filled with gesturing wood,
With trees that fence, like archers' volleys,
The flanks of hidden valleys
Where nothing's left to hide

But verticals and perpendiculars,
Like rain gone wooden, fixed in falling,
Or fingers blindly feeling
For what nobody cares;

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