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John Leonard
Australian
Poet
About the author
Baseball happens to be a game of cumulative tension but football, basketball and hockey are played with hand grenades and machine guns.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Baseball
#Basketball
#Football
#Machine
#Tension
The rich are different from you and me because they have more credit.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Credit
It takes a long time to grow an old friend.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Time
#Old
#Friend
Isn't it amazing the way the future succeeds in creating an appropriate past?
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Past
#Future
Books fall from Garry Wills like leaves from a maple tree in a sort of permanent October.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Books
#October
Aspiring to a souffle, he achieves a pancake at which the reader saws without much appetite.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Appetite
In the cellars of the night, when the mind starts moving around old trunks of bad times, the pain of this and the shame of that, the memory of a small boldness is a hand to hold.
John Leonard,
Australian
Poet
#Night
#Mind
#Memory
#Pain
#Shame
#Boldness