Rory Hudson

Rookie - 129 Points (10 January 1952 / Adelaide, Australia)

Rory Hudson Poems

1. On The Housing Estate 2/18/2009
2. From The Waste Land 2/18/2009
3. On A Withered Tree 2/18/2009
4. The Writing On The Wall 2/21/2009
5. Speaking Of Days Gone By 2/21/2009
6. Ship Of Fools 3/5/2009
7. Transitting Through The World 3/13/2009
8. Up Close 3/15/2009
9. Rain Pattering Down 4/8/2009
10. Diary 4/16/2009
11. The Tortoise 4/18/2009
12. The Right Words 4/18/2009
13. The Expansion Of Pi(E) 4/20/2009
14. Journey 4/20/2009
15. The End Of The Day 4/21/2009
16. Let's Stop This Squabbling 4/21/2009
17. The Flag At Half Mast 4/21/2009
18. They'Re Not So Different 4/21/2009
19. Two Dead Romans 4/28/2009
20. Summer Night 5/1/2009
21. Rest Home, Early Morning 5/1/2009
22. To The Dietmongers Of The World 5/2/2009
23. Edge Of The Park, Night 5/2/2009
24. Girl On The Beach 5/2/2009
25. Voyager 5/2/2009
26. The Sea At Fremantle 5/5/2009
27. Hot Days Of Summer 5/6/2009
28. From Distant Hills 5/7/2009
29. Sonnet: The Highways 5/11/2009
30. Sad Old Piano Player 5/14/2009
31. Homage To Cornelius Cardew 5/18/2009
32. An Abandoned House 5/20/2009
33. Sonnet: My Thoughts Of Thee 5/20/2009
34. Playing With The Sea 5/21/2009
35. Above Distant Hills 5/22/2009
36. Of Peccadilloes And Tamarillos 5/22/2009
37. Epitaph For Uncle Joe 5/23/2009
38. Which Is Lovelier? 5/27/2009
39. The Ferryman Waits 5/27/2009
40. The Werribee Line 5/28/2009

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Best Poem of Rory Hudson

A Room Without A View

Waking up at midnight
in a room without a view,
taking up a book, you find
no pages to look through.

You bang upon the bleak grey walls
that bound your tiny room,
but Echo is the only friend
that answers through the gloom.

“How did it ever come to this? ”
you ask yourself in pain -
but cannot even hear your voice
for endless driving rain.

You yourself built this heartless space
from mortar and hard bricks
to guard against a cruel world,
to kick against the pricks.

Now, in this bed you’ve made, you lie
as evermore you must, ...

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On The Housing Estate

On the housing estate
shadows of trees
fall silently.

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