Kenneth Slessor

(27 March 1901 – 30 June 1971 / Orange, New South Wales)

Cock-Crow


THE cock's far cry
From lonely yards
Burdens the night
With boastful birds
That mop their wings
To make response—
A mess of songs
And broken sense.
So, when I slept,
I heard your call
(If lips long dead
Could answer still)
And snapped-off thoughts
Broke into clamour,
Like the night's throats
Heard by a dreamer.

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010

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