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~ Borderland – Henry Lawson

I am back from up the country — very sorry that I went —
Seeking for the Southern poets’ land whereon to pitch my tent;
I have lost a lot of idols, which were broken on the track —
Burnt a lot of fancy verses, and I’m glad that I am back.
Further out may be the pleasant scenes of which our poets boast,
But I think the country’s rather more inviting round the coast —
Anyway, I’ll stay at present at a boarding-house in town
Drinking beer and lemon-squashes, taking baths and cooling down.

Sunny plains! Great Scot! — those burning wastes of barren soil and sand
With their everlasting fences stretching out across the land!
Desolation where the crow is! Desert! where the eagle flies,
Paddocks where the luny bullock starts and stares with reddened eyes;
Where, in clouds of dust enveloped, roasted bullock-drivers creep
Slowly past the sun-dried shepherd dragged behind his crawling sheep.
Stunted “peak” of granite gleaming, glaring! like a molten mass
Turned, from some infernal furnace, on a plain devoid of grass.

Miles and miles of thirsty gutters — strings of muddy waterholes
In the place of “shining rivers” (walled by cliffs and forest boles).
“Range!” of ridgs, gullies, ridges, barren! where the madden’d flies —
Fiercer than the plagues of Egypt — swarm about your blighted eyes!
Bush! where there is no horizon! where the buried bushman sees
Nothing. Nothing! but the maddening sameness of the stunted trees!
Lonely hut where drought’s eternal — suffocating atmosphere —
Where the God forgottcn hatter dreams of city-life and beer.

Treacherous tracks that trap the stranger, endless roads that gleam and glare,
Dark and evil-looking gullies — hiding secrets here and there!
Dull, dumb flats and stony “rises,” where the bullocks sweat and bake,
And the sinister “gohanna,” and the lizard, and the snake.
Land of day and night — no morning freshness, and no afternoon,
For the great, white sun in rising brings with him the heat of noon.
Dismal country for the exile, when the shades begin to fall
From the sad, heart-breaking sunset, to the new-chum, worst of all.

Dreary land in rainy weather, with the endless clouds that drift
O’er the bushman like a blanket that the Lord will never lift —
Dismal land when it is raining — growl of floods and oh! the “woosh”
Of the rain and wind together on the dark bed of the bush —
Ghastly fires in lonely humpies where the granite rocks are pil’d
On the rain-swept wildernesses that are wildest of the wild.

Land where gaunt and haggard women live alone and work like men,
Till their husbands, gone a-droving, will return to them again —
Homes of men! if homes had ever such a God-forgotten place,
Where the wild selector’s children fly before a stranger’s face.
Home of tragedy applauded by the dingoes’ dismal yell,
Heaven of the shanty-keeper — fitting fiend for such a hell —
And the wallaroos and wombats, and, of course, the “curlew’s call” —
And the lone sundowner tramping ever onward thro’ it all!

I am back from up the country — up the country where I went
Seeking for the Southern poets’ land whereon to pitch my tent;
I have left a lot of broken idols out along the track,
Burnt a lot of fancy verses — and I’m glad that I am back —
I believe the Southern poet’s dream will not be realised
Till the plains are irrigated and the land is humanised.
I intend to stay at present — as I said before — in town
Drinking beer and lemon-squashes — taking baths and cooling down.

~ Borderland – Henry Lawson


The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew and act anew. By : Abraham Lincoln

Only the wisest and stupidest of men never change.
By : Confucius

POETRY From Yesterday

Day 5
W H Auden was an Ehglish-American poet. Auden’s poetry was noted for its stylistic and technical achievement, its engagement with politics, morals, love and religion. He is best known for love poems such as ‘Funeral Blues’, poems on political and social themes such as ‘September 1 1939’ and ‘The Shield of Achilles’, poems on cultural and psychological themes such ‘The Age of Anxiety’ and poems on religious themes such as ‘For the Time Being.’
John Donne was an English poet and cleric in the Church of England. He is considered the pre eminent representative of the metaphysical poets. His works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems.

‘No Man is an Island’

No man is an island entire of
itself, every man is a piece of
the continent, a part of the main,
if a clod be wasted away by
the sea.
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in
And thereforenever send to know
for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for thee.


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    They lie, the men who tell us for reasons of their own That want is here a stranger, and that misery's unknown; For where the nearest suburb and the city proper meet My window-sill is level with the faces in the street Drifting past, drifting past, To the beat of weary feet … Read More
  • Henry Lawson ~ Australia
    We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed rag from the storms of the olden time. From grander clouds in our `peaceful skies' than ever were there before I tell you the Star of the South shall rise — in … Read More
  • For every bird there is this last migration;
    Once more the cooling year kindles her heart;
    With a warm passage to the summer station
    Love pricks the course in lights across the chart.
    For every bird there is this last migration; Once more the cooling year kindles her heart; With a warm passage to the summer station Love pricks the course in lights across the chart. Year after year a speck on the map, divided By a whole hemisphere, summons her to come; Season after … Read More
  • Poetry~~ The Swimmer – Adam Lindsay Gordon
    With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To the southward far as the sight can roam, Only the swirl of the surges livid, The seas that climb and the surfs that comb, Only the crag and the cliff to nor'ward, And rocks receding, and reefs flung forward, And waifs wreck'd seaward and … Read More
  • ~ An Epitaph On A Child Of Queen Elizabeth’s Chapel – Ben Jonson
    Weep with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature. Years he numbered scarce thirteen When fates turned … Read More
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    "The Treasure and the Low"–Puck of Pook's Hills. Where first by Eden Tree The Four Great Rivers ran, To each was appointed a Man Her Prince and Ruler to be. But after this was ordained (The ancient legends' tell), There came dark Israel, For whom no River remained. Then He Whom the … Read More
  • Famous Poets
    Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso weed; By chartless reef and channel, Or crafty coastwise bars, But most the ocean-meadows All purple to the stars! Who holds the rein upon you? The latest gale let free. What meat … Read More
  • Famous Poet
    'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon, 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold- too cold for me- There pass'd, as … Read More
  • Famous Poet
    I. In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once fair and stately palace — Radiant palace –reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair. II. Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and … Read More
  • Famous Poet
    Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! Huge moons there wax and wane- Again- again- again- Every moment of the night- Forever changing places- And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces. About twelve … Read More
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    Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should bring the morrow. Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, 'Twere better than the cold reality Of waking life, to him whose heart must be, And hath been still, upon … Read More

Thoughts of the day ๐Ÿค—

โ€œThere is a saying that ‘the psychotic drowns in the waters that the mystic swims in.’ The health and structural integrity of the ego means the difference between spiritual emergence, the unfolding of a transpersonal identity; and a spiritual emergency… a crisis brought on by the same unfolding, during which the foundations of sanity can be shaken.โ€ โ€• Jason Kirkey

Humanity at its worst ๐Ÿ™ˆ

When the rich rob the poor

It’s called business

When the poor fight back

It’s called violence


Famous women ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’‹

โ€œOne of the benefits of being a mature well-educated woman is that you’re not afraid of expletives. And you have no fear to put a fool in his place. That’s the power of language and experience. You can learn a lot from Shakespeare.โ€
Judi Dench

The Last Word:

The Last Word:

โ€œIn the end we shall have had enough of cynicism, skepticism and humbug, and we shall want to live more musically.โ€ โ€• Vincent Van Gogh

Quote๐Ÿ’ฅ I’M nobody ๐Ÿ’ฅ

“The human power to choose, to create through our own decisions, to bring forward results that we have conceived simply in our own minds, is one of the most potent energy forms in the universe”……..David Ison

Henry David Thoreau ๐Ÿ’ฅ

โ€œMy desire for knowledge is intermittent; but my desire to bathe my head in atmospheres unknown to my feet is perennial and constant.โ€ โ€• Henry David Thoreau


“All war is deception.” -Sun Tzu

“All war is deception.” -Sun Tzu

“If you are far from the enemy, make him believe you are near.” -Sun Tzu

“If our soldiers are not overburdened with money, it is not because they have a distaste for riches; if their lives are not unduly long, it is not because they are disinclined to longevity.” -Sun Tzu

“If ignorant both of your enemy and yourself, you are certain to be in peril.” -Sun Tzu

“Hence that general is skilful in attack whose opponent does not know what to defend; and he is skilful in defense whose opponent does not know what to attack.” -Sun Tzu

“He who knows when he can fight and when he cannot, will be victorious.” -Sun Tzu

“He who is prudent and lies in wait for an enemy who is not, will be victorious.” -Sun Tzu

“For to win one hundred victories in one hundred battles is not the acme of skill. To subdue the enemy without fighting is the acme of skill.” -Sun Tzu

“For them to perceive the advantage of defeating the enemy, they must also have their rewards.” -Sun Tzu

“Confront them with annihilation, and they will then survive; plunge them into a deadly situation, and they will then live. When people fall into danger, they are then able to strive for victory.” -Sun Tzu

“Be extremely subtle, even to the point of formlessness. Be extremely mysterious, even to the point of soundlessness. Thereby you can be the director of the opponent’s fate.” -Sun Tzu

“Can you imagine what I would do if I could do all I can?” -Sun Tzu