Leon Gellert

(1892 - 1977 / Australia)

Leon Gellert Poems

81. The Last To Leave 1/1/2004
82. Anzac Cove 1/1/2004

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  • Barry Hishion (11/15/2019 7:43:00 PM)

    One wonders why this poem is not given prminence by the media on Anzac Day. I learnt it at school 1948.

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  • Robert Winston (2/12/2019 3:14:00 PM)

    I remember Leon as an essayist. He had a regular column in the Sydney Morning Herald during the 1950's. I was a regular reader of his thoughtful essays as a school boy. I was astonished to read here of his role on Galipoli. I never came across his poetry and am surprised he was well known for it. Leon deserved to be better known.

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  • silvia (6/20/2018 11:33:00 PM)

    I like it, however I do enjoy turnips more

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Best Poem of Leon Gellert

Lemnos Harbour

The island sleeps,-but it has no delight
For em, to whom that sleep has been unkind.
My thoughts are long of what seems long ago,
And long, too, are my dreams. I do not know
These trailing glories of the star-strewn night
Or the slow sough of the wind.

I hear the rattle of the moving car;
The children crying in the lighted street,
I walk along the same old asphalt way.
I see the church,-I hear the organ play.
I see the hills I wandered on afar,
And spots of rain at my feet.

I see the dust-strewn hedge,-the latched gate;
The gravelled path with ...

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Anzac Cove

There’s a lonely stretch of hillocks:
There’s a beach asleep and drear:
There’s a battered broken fort beside the sea.
There are sunken trampled graves:
And a little rotting pier:
And winding paths that wind unceasingly.
There’s a torn and silent valley:
There’s a tiny rivulet
With some blood upon the stones beside its mouth.

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