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Neale Lucas
Dec 20, 20221 min read
POETRY.
ABORIGINAL AUSTRALIA To the Others You once smiled a friendly smile, Said we were kin to one another, Thus with guile for a short while...
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Neale Lucas
Dec 9, 20221 min read
POETRY.
THE BEAN SELLER'S TALE Once upon a time, we were cast as hoodwinkers, thaieves, old-timers of the deranged forests and scarecrow-less...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 29, 20222 min read
POETRY.
MULGA BILL'S BICYCLE 'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze; He turned away the good old horse that served him...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 26, 20221 min read
POETRY.
REQUEST TO A YEAR If the year is meditating a suitable gift, I should like it to be the attitude of my great- great- grandmother,...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 22, 20221 min read
POETRY.
JAPANESE MAPLE Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Breath growing short Is just...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 19, 20221 min read
POETRY.
HOMO SUBURBIENSIS One constant in a world of variables - A man alone in the evening in his patch of vegetables, and all the things he...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 16, 20221 min read
POETRY.
FEARFUL WOMEN Arms and the girl I sing - O rare arms that are braceleted and white and bare arms that were lovely Helen's, in whose name...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 14, 20221 min read
POETRY.
MEDUSA I am so alone. Would you like to know why? Quite simply, I am terribly afraid, to look you in the eye. If our eyes connected, you...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 14, 20221 min read
POETRY.
VIRUS Our world is sick and dying, a blind fool can see the writing on the wall. It does not take a genius savant, to see we are heading...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 11, 20221 min read
POETRY.
DOES IT MATTER? Does it matter?-losing your legs? For people will always be kind, And you need not show that you mind When others come in...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 10, 20221 min read
POETRY.
A SONG OF AUTUMN ‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad At the falling of the year, When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad, When...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 7, 20221 min read
POETRY.
PETALS Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in dream, They float past our view, We...
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Neale Lucas
Nov 3, 20221 min read
POETRY.
THE MAN HE KILLED Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have set us down to wet Right many a nipperkin! But ranged as...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 30, 20221 min read
POETRY.
MY FATHER The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work. Just as a magician takes towers...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 29, 20221 min read
POETRY.
WHERE EDGES ARE She is effulgent in the dark halls of town. She is listening but they are hearing. Her skin is blistering and sharp with...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 25, 20221 min read
POETRY.
A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong, who deem...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 23, 20221 min read
POETRY.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 22, 20222 min read
POETRY.
SEKHMET, THE LION-HEADED GODDESS OF WAR He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. He was...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 21, 20221 min read
POETRY,
MEDUSA Off that landspit of stony mouth-plugs, Eyes rolled by white sticks, Ears cupping the sea’s incoherences, You house your unnerving...
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Neale Lucas
Oct 18, 20221 min read
POETRY.
CASSANDRA There was nothing original in what she said — for instance, All wars end in defeat for all. They'd heard it before, and...
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