Les Murray Poems
- An Absolutely Ordinary Rainbow The word goes round ...
- Pigs Us all sore cement was we. Not warmed then with glares....
- Poetry And Religion Religions are poems. They concert our ...
- On Home Beaches Back, in my fifties, fatter that I was ...
- Noonday Axeman Axe-fall, echo and silence. Noonday ...
- The Meaning Of Existence Everything except language knows ...
- Late Summer Fires The paddocks shave black with a foam of ...
an Australian poet, anthologist and critic. His career spans over forty years, and he has published nearly 30 volumes of poetry, as well as two verse novels and collections of his prose writings. His poetry has won many awards and he is regarded as "one of the leading poets of his generation." He has also been involved in several controversies over his career and has been rated by the National Trust of Australia as one of the 100 Australian Living Treasures.
Murray was born in Nabiac on the North Coast of New South Wales, and grew up in the neighbouring district of Bunyah, where he currently resides. He attended primary and early high school in Nabiac, ... more »
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''Some people are born to fatness. Others have to get there.''Les Murray (b. 1938), Australian poet. Independent on Sunday (London, April 15, 1990).
An Absolutely Ordinary Rainbow
The word goes round Repins,
the murmur goes round Lorenzinis,
at Tattersalls, men look up from sheets of numbers,
the Stock Exchange scribblers forget the chalk in their hands
and men with bread in their pockets leave the Greek Club:
There's a fellow crying in Martin Place. They can't stop him.
The traffic in George Street is banked up for half a mile
and drained of motion. The crowds are edgy with talk
and more crowds come hurrying. Many run in the back streets
which minutes ago were busy main streets, pointing:
There's a fellow weeping down there. No one can...