Robert William Geoffrey Gray is an Australian poet, freelance writer, and critic.
Gray grew up in Coffs Harbour and was educated in a country town on the north coast of New South Wales. He trained there as a journalist, and since then has worked in Sydney as an editor, advertising copywriter, reviewer and buyer for bookshops. His first book of poems, Creekwater Journal, was published in 1973.
Gray has been a writer-in-residence at Meiji University in Tokyo and at several universities throughout Australia including Geelong College in 1982. He has won the Adelaide Arts Festival and the New South Wales and Victorian Premiers' Awards for poetry. In 1990 he received the Patrick White Award. With Geoffrey Lehmann, he edited two anthologies, The Younger Australian Poets and Australian Poetry in the Twentieth Century, and he is the editor of Selected Poems by Shaw Neilson, and Drawn from Life, the journals of the painter John Olsen. After Images is his latest collection of poetry.
2008 sees the much anticipated publication of his memoir, The Land I Came Through Last.
Robert Gray's Works:
The Land I Came Through Last (Giramond, 2008)
Nameless Earth (Carcanet, 2006)
Afterimages (Duffy & Snellgrove, 2002)
New Selected Poems (Duffy & Snellgrove, 1998)
Lineations (Duffy & Snellgrove, 1996)
Certain Things (William Heinemann Australia, 1993)
Selected Poems (Angus & Robertson, 1990)
Piano (Angus & Robertson, 1988)
Selected Poems 1963-1983 (Angus & Robertson, 1985)
The Skylight (Angus & Robertson, 1984)
Grass Script (Angus & Robertson, 1979)
Creekwater Journal (University of Queensland Press, 1974)
Introspect, Retrospect : Poems (Lyre-Bird Writers, c.1970)
The King's Wife : Five Queen Consorts (Secker & Warburg, 1990)
Linda Pastan is an American poet of Jewish background. She was born in New York on May 27, 1932. Today, she lives in Potomac, Maryland with her husband Ira Pastan, an accomplished physician and researcher.
She is known for writing short poems that address topics like family life, domesticity, motherhood,...
Mellem dit Bryst og din Kind
dèr sank jeg i Kjærligheds-Drømme,
vugget saa sagtelig ind.
som baaren af bølgende Strømme.
Som Aftenbrisen, saa sval og let,
paa min Pande vifted dit Aandedræt,
og langsomt standsed mit Sind,
som en Baad, der svæver ved...