New and Selected PoemsAcclaim for Salom's poetry- Sky Poems- there has been nothing quite like these poems in Australian poetry before ... Sky Poemsshould be read by anyone who cars for scope and scale in poetry, and who enjoys language at full stretch. Peter Porter The Projectionist- a richly fruitful experience - a voyage of poetic discovery. Bruce Beaver, Weekend Australian |
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Page 89
... touch of your hand on another's body is doubly there as your touch , and as the pressure on her skin . Again as the subtle glow and shift within your brains . You are being made there . What you see now , this image of me is redly there ...
... touch of your hand on another's body is doubly there as your touch , and as the pressure on her skin . Again as the subtle glow and shift within your brains . You are being made there . What you see now , this image of me is redly there ...
Page 185
... touch of their soft - parts , remote - control . I touch one woman and she says : ' I 185 Living In A Time-Zone.
... touch of their soft - parts , remote - control . I touch one woman and she says : ' I 185 Living In A Time-Zone.
Page 258
... touch sizzled on your fingers when you divined for water , the dowser's green twig pinched into a V , held out palms uppermost in front of you — pacing back and forth in grid - form on the paddock , fisher of water - streams , these ...
... touch sizzled on your fingers when you divined for water , the dowser's green twig pinched into a V , held out palms uppermost in front of you — pacing back and forth in grid - form on the paddock , fisher of water - streams , these ...
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