Almanac Poetry: mors, mortis
Saint Jerome, by Caravaggio, oil on canvas, c. 1605-6. Galleria Borghese, Rome. [Wikimedia Commons.]
mors, mortis
Sylvia Plath on a beach in Nauset
T. S. Eliot answering the phone
in his office at Faber and Faber
Dylan Thomas
drinking Guinness in a Welsh pub
The boy Keats in a stable with his father
Shakespeare arguing with a fellow actor
Chaucer taking a piss in a bush
Gerard Manley Hopkins
strolling in an autumnal park
The aged and blind Milton lying in bed,
as if in state
Ezra Pound on the radio
Dickinson buttoning her collar
Whitman watching the naked boys swimming
Emily Bronte with a bulldog in her lap…
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About
Kevin Densley is a graduate of both Deakin University and The University of Melbourne. He has taught writing and literature in numerous Victorian universities and TAFES. He is a poet and writer-in-general. His sixth book-length poetry collection, Isle Full of Noises, was published in early 2026 by Ginninderra Press. He is also the co-author of ten play collections for young people, as well as a multi Green Room Award nominated play, Last Chance Gas, published by Currency Press. Other writing includes screenplays for educational films.
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