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Issue Details: First known date: 1978... 1978 Thrusting into Darkness
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Contents

* Contents derived from the Sydney, New South Wales,:Edwards and Shaw , 1978 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Heroes are Noti"Leg irons and two sticks and desperate concentration", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 33)
To Any Surgeoni"Being like you a twentieth century man,", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 34)
Late Managing Directori"They found him standing in a creek bed pool", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 35)
Footfallsi"A black skinned hunter paused to listen in this scrub of mine.", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 36)
Love Will Not be Spoken i"If only I could speak my love.", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 37)
Today is a New Day (for Dorothy)i"A rustling in-drawn breath of miracle", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 38)
Linesi"Like a vintage wine your beauty still", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 39)
Youi"When day is high a flame is seen", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 40)
What's So Good About Truth?i""And what's so good about the truth?" you said", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 41-42)
His Islandi"The daffodils all face one way", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 43)
High Wind in Summeri"There's pandemonium in the morning air.", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 44-45)
Three Sources of the Nilei"John Speke had often spoken", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 46-47)
In that Timei"In the time the child ran homeward, plumed with napalm fire,", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 48)
Man All Alone (Remembering Francis Webb)i"Man all alone, exploring and reducing to", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 49-50)
'Twas a Famous Victoryi"I was living on that day", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 51-52)
Stranger in the Malleei"No, it was not the foreign blood so much", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 53-55)
Thrusting into Darknessi"Locked in a slotted orbit of the sun,", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 56-58)
Elegyi"Molly is dead.", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 59)
Untitledi"Touch of a butterfly was weight enough.", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 60)
Poemi"The thryptomene's white cloud of pink", Robert Clark , single work poetry (p. 60)
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