Flinders Poems - Poems about Flinders

...With compass and sextant, paper and ink, Bungaree, Nanbaree, Matthew and George and a cat and a crew were at sea. They went sailing and sailing, around and around in Eighteen Hundred and Three. ......

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...Toy’s abattoir has decayed. Gone is the bank, E.S. & A. One time Witton Street brickwork’s, is grass growing over the clay. Bruton the blacksmith has rusted. His name on a shed disappears. The ......

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...Scott Morrision says the USA had slaves, Australia did not The Aborigines may disagree, and women in the church, along with boys WE heard the scandal (Maybe sex slavery is really FREE!) Now, I kn......

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...I walked down the road and through the tunnel, To the train where we walked so many times before. I smiled to myself remembering the past, Then comes the sad reminder that you’re not here anymore.......

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...A track leads through a gully in the bushland Following the least line of resistance in a haphazard plan The kookaburras and the magpies squawk happily away The sun on my back makes me want to sta......

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...Le Problème avec des Blancs – Translation of Jim Everett’s « The White Man Problem » by T. Wignesan (Jim Everett, Mawbana Pleregannana, b. 1942 on Flinders Island, Tasmania, has had a chequered......

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...Until I've seen, Melbourne days was not just emptiness in play I know I'll see What I didn't see, the September soaked symphony of Vivaldi vines climbing, jacaranda booms, tremolo spilling eaves U......

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...Droving Carolyn, You could always come a droving, on the stock route we'd be roving, sleep neath the stars, an rough it on the track. Where the Dingoes howl at midnight, and the Sand Goannas fi......

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