Zora Bernice May Cross

(18 May 1890 – 22 January 1964 / Brisbane)

Zora Bernice May Cross Poems

1. The New Moon 1/1/2004
2. Memory 1/1/2004
3. Books 1/1/2004
4. Girl-Gladness 1/1/2004
5. Love Sonnet Xv 4/10/2010
6. Love Sonnet X 4/10/2010
7. Love Sonnet Xxxv 4/10/2010
8. Fortune 1/1/2004
9. Love Sonnet Xlii 4/10/2010
10. Elegy On An Australian Schoolboy 4/10/2010
11. Love Sonnet Lx 4/10/2010
12. Love Sonnet Xxi 4/10/2010
13. Love Sonnet Xxix 4/10/2010
14. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xlv 4/10/2010
15. Love Sonnet Xxviii 4/10/2010
16. Love Sonnet Lviii 4/10/2010
17. Love Sonnet Xlix 4/10/2010
18. Sonnet Of Motherhood X 4/10/2010
19. Sonnet Of Motherhood Vi 4/10/2010
20. Sonnet Of Motherhood Viii 4/10/2010
21. Love Sonnet Xvii 4/10/2010
22. Love Sonnet Liv 4/10/2010
23. Love Sonnet Xliv 4/10/2010
24. Love Sonnet Xxv 4/10/2010
25. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xl 4/10/2010
26. Love Sonnet Xxvi 4/10/2010
27. The Fairie's Fair 1/1/2004
28. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xxiv 4/10/2010
29. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xxix 4/10/2010
30. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xxvii 4/10/2010
31. Sonnet Of Motherhood Xxxi 4/10/2010
Best Poem of Zora Bernice May Cross

The New Moon

What have you got in your knapsack fair,
White moon, bright moon, pearling the air,
Spinning your bobbins and fabrics free,
Fleet moon, sweet moon, in to the sea?
Turquoise and beryl and rings of gold,
Clear moon, dear moon, ne’er to be sold?
Roses and lilies, romance and love,
Still moon, chill moon, swinging above?
Slender your feet as a white birds throat,
High moon, shy moon, drifting your boat
Into the murk of the world awhile,
Slim moon, dim moon, adding a smile.
Tender your eyes as a maiden’s kiss,
Fine moon, wine moon, no one knows this,
Under ...

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The New Moon

What have you got in your knapsack fair,
White moon, bright moon, pearling the air,
Spinning your bobbins and fabrics free,
Fleet moon, sweet moon, in to the sea?
Turquoise and beryl and rings of gold,
Clear moon, dear moon, ne’er to be sold?
Roses and lilies, romance and love,
Still moon, chill moon, swinging above?
Slender your feet as a white birds throat,

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