Issue Details: First known date: 1985... 1985 My Country : Australian Poetry and Short Stories, Two Hundred Years
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Contents

* Contents derived from the Sydney, New South Wales,:Lansdowne , 1985 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Untitledi"Cook was a captain of the Admiralty", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 1-2)
Five Visions of Captain Cook, Kenneth Slessor , sequence poetry (p. 1-7)
Untitledi"Flowers turned to stone! Not all the botany", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 3)
Untitledi"Two chronometers the captain had,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 3-4)
Untitledi"Sometimes the god would fold his wings", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 4)
Untitledi"After the candles had gone out, and those", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 5-7)
Nurembergi"So quiet it was in that high, sun-steeped room,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 8)
Watersi"This Water, like a sky that no one uses,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 9)
Talbingoi"'Talbingo River' - as one says of bones:", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 10)
Crow Countryi"Gutted of station, noise alone,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 10)
Wild Grapesi"The old orchard, full of smoking air,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 11)
Country Townsi"Country towns, with your willows and squares,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 12)
Winter Dawni"At five I wake, rise, rub on the smoking pane", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 13)
City Nightfalli"SMOKE upon smoke; over the stone lips", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 14)
The Night-Ridei"Gas flaring on the yellow platform; voices running up and down;", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 14)
The Old Play : IXi"A bird sang in the jaws of night,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 15)
The Knifei"The plough that marks on Harley's field", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 15)
North Countryi"North Country, filled with gesturing wood,", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 16)
South Countryi"After the whey-faced anonymity", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 17)
Last Tramsi"That street washed with violet", Kenneth Slessor , single work poetry (p. 18-19)
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