A Difficult First Date
Don’t you dare just sit there and think,
And tell me that life is terribly hard,
And from holy charity buy me a drink
And put my soul on your credit card.
Don’t you dare come over here and whine,
And sit yourself down in my private woes
And ooze your sorrows all over mine,
And leave blobs of pain on my new red shoes.
Don’t you dare pick up your stinking glass
And walk away shaking your sapient head
Or I’ll scream the scream of the middle class
And make you wish you were already dead.
Madam: Archbishop Fisher (July-August 2024) does not resist the attacks on his church by the political, social or scientific atheists and those who insist on not being told what to do.
Aug 29 2024
6 mins
To claim Aborigines have the world's oldest continuous culture is to misunderstand the meaning of culture, which continuously changes over time and location. For a culture not to change over time would be a reproach and certainly not a cause for celebration, for it would indicate that there had been no capacity to adapt. Clearly this has not been the case
Aug 20 2024
23 mins
A friend and longtime supporter of Quadrant, Clive James sent us a poem in 2010, which we published in our December issue. Like the Taronga Park Aquarium he recalls in its 'mocked-up sandstone cave' it's not to be forgotten
Aug 16 2024
2 mins