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Hinemoa
A Poem by
Thurston
A dream
Gifts
A Poem by
Thurston
And these were your gifts, these five bright stones. I count them dying of love.I come into your room still counting. One is brown, it is the ea..
Moscow Photograph circa 1965
A Poem by
Thurston
CAPTION: Moscow has six and a half million residents, sociable, hardworking, cheerful and hospitable people who induce the capital’s happy rhyth..
The Visitor
A Poem by
Thurston
Waiting for Godot?
All Her Seasons Are Fiction
A Poem by
Thurston
“…He died young. She lives faithful to his memory…” Cocktails pause...titillated. Irony. We grin and wink. Such devot..
Grace -- In the 1960's
A Poem by
Thurston
I. The Railway Ave 'v wotever bowser ‘n bumpkin town yu know has a No.3 council cream and weathermen tioned people’s palace too and ..
Forgive the Simplification
A Poem by
Thurston
Slowly we get whittled down.
AND NOW advice for the insignificant
A Poem by
Thurston
Prepare to find out
Wait Return
A Poem by
Thurston
My place of waiting
Not Caught
A Poem by
Thurston
In the "Circle" at Parramatta Gaol 1971.
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