POETRY*

Sea Cadet
On my first night at HMAS Leeuwin drill-hall (driven there by John Sanders, Not yet a world-renowned lone triple-circumnavigator, But God-like enough for me that night In his CPO’s round rig and peaked cap), The other New Entries had already had Their Parts of Ship assigned, And were parading.
I was put in a room With a Manuel of Seamanship To study, and a large model of a cruiser’s Fo’c’sle anchor-cable layout. Gazing at it, hearing the shouted comman…

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