Christopher John Brennan
Christopher John Brennan Poems
- Because She Would Ask Me Why I...
- I Am Shut Out Of Mine Own Hear... I am shut out of mine own ...
- Fire In The Heavens Fire in the heavens, and fire along the ...
- I Said, This Misery Must End I SAID, This misery must end: ...
- How Old Is My Heart, How Old? How old is my heart, how old, ...
- Autumn Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its ...
- Epilogue: 1908 The droning tram swings westward: shrill the ...
Christopher John Brennan was an Australian poet and scholar.
Brennan was born in Sydney, to Christopher Brennan (d.1919), a brewer, and his wife Mary Ann (d.1924), née Carroll, both Irish immigrants. His education took place at two schools in Sydney: he first attended St Aloysius' College, and after gaining a scholarship from Patrick Moran, he boarded at St Ignatius' College, Riverview. Brennan entered the University of Sydney in 1888, taking up studies in the Classics, and won a travelling scholarship to Berlin. There he met his future wife, Anna Elisabeth Werth; there, also, he encountered the poetry of Stéphane Mallarmé.About this time, he decided to become... more »
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Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.
Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.
For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I ...