Lesbia Harford

(1891 - 1927 / Australia)

Lesbia Harford Poems

161. And Is Love Very Strong Where Honour Rules? 4/15/2010
162. Body And Soul 4/15/2010
163. The Two Swans 4/15/2010
164. A Blouse Machinist 4/15/2010
165. A Bronte Legend 4/15/2010
166. The Wife 4/15/2010
167. Cherry Plum Blossom In An Old Tin Jug 4/15/2010
168. A Parlourmaid 4/15/2010
169. A Strike Rhyme 4/15/2010
170. Beauty And Terror 4/15/2010
171. A Deity 4/15/2010
172. A Prayer To Saint Rosa 4/15/2010
173. After Rain 4/15/2010
174. A Bunch Of Lilac And A Storm Of Hail 4/15/2010
175. Three Teachers 4/15/2010
176. Child Sun 4/15/2010
177. A Meaning Learnt 4/15/2010

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A Meaning Learnt

I'm not his wife. I am his paramour:
His wayside love, picked up in journeying:
Rose of the hedgerows; fragrant, till he fling
Me down beside the ditch, a drooped thing
Some country boy may stick into his hat.
A paramour has no more use than that.

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All Knowledge . . .

I know more about flowers,
And Pat knows about ships.
'Schooner' and 'barquentine'
Are words of note on his lips.
Even 'schooner, barque-rigged'
Has meaning for him. And yet
I don't believe he knows
Hearts' ease from mignonette.
And whenever the daffodils,

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