Donald Bruce Dawe

(15 February 1930 - / Melbourne / Australia)

Comments about Donald Bruce Dawe

  • Mr Jenkins (5/5/2016 10:12:00 PM)

    This was a waste of time, i hated it

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  • Mr Jenkins (5/5/2016 10:11:00 PM)

    He is the worst poet i have a ever read

  • Chuck Norris (10/9/2014 7:52:00 PM)

    Bruh. This Guy is gud @ hes anglesh

  • Mrs Davis (7/29/2014 6:33:00 PM)

    bruce dawe is a bloody rig

  • Mrs Davis (7/29/2014 6:32:00 PM)

    bruce dawe sux! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

  • John Soles (9/18/2013 10:04:00 PM)

    this guys a troll and a ballsack

Best Poem of Donald Bruce Dawe

Homecoming

All day, day after day, they’re bringing them home,
they’re picking them up, those they can find, and bringing them home,
they’re bringing them in, piled on the hulls of Grants, in trucks, in convoys,
they’re zipping them up in green plastic bags,
they’re tagging them now in Saigon, in the mortuary coolness
they’re giving them names, they’re rolling them out of
the deep-freeze lockers — on the tarmac at Tan Son Nhut
the noble jets are whining like hounds,
they are bringing them home
– curly heads, kinky-hairs, crew-cuts, balding non-coms
– they’re high, now, high ...

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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 takes down with him there

Where the easement runs along the back fence and the air
smells of tomato-vines, and the hoarse rasping tendrils
of pumpkin flourish clumsy whips and their foliage sprawls

Over the compost-box, poising rampant upon

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