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Les Murray: Frederick Arnall

Roger Franklin

Oct 30 2017

1 mins

Frederick Arnall

 

Son of a fugitive

alderman from Cornwall

my grandfather Fred

took up the shovel

in his early teens

to extract khaki alunite

 

from an upside-down mine

tunnelled inside a mountain

and send it cascading

down into commerce

as alum, the medicine that

fixed colours in cloth.

 

Marrying, he moved south

to dig refractive coal,

tarry fossil rock that still

powers half our world

and wrecks lung tissue. Did his,

dead at fifty. Wish we’d met.

 

Irony of coal, how it

synthesized Nature’s hues.

Irony of his tallness

that raked him, and of

his deep ancestry, that made

me ten percent a Spaniard

 

by the DNA I’d had

checked out in racial times,

no Koori as half hoped

but sherry Castellano

job-hunting long ago

across the Biscayne sea.

Les Murray

Roger Franklin

Roger Franklin

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