Brian Turner: Six Poems
Bemuse
She said of herself
I’m the way I am
and I’m not changing.
So far that seems
to be true. There’s
no hybrid in view.
The more things change
the more they
bedevil and bemuse.
Networks
The internet’s listicles
have me listing to port
to keep millions of “stars”
from coming aboard.
God knows what’s going
to happen if we’re
the pinnacle of all
life, and persist like
barnacles. Every day,
every hour, we click
and log on, go to school
and sit there, absent.
Trader
They said he was rich, meaning
he had lots of money, and a deadpan ostentation that went with it. The living
dead dominate dystopia’s realm
where consciousness and conscience
war. If we’re to appreciate the galaxies
we have to take time to gaze at the stars.
Chum
Likes, friends, the more chum
we spread the more our pond
fills up with eager, hungry fish.
Dog
There’s a dog up under Blackstone Hill
that you can hear
a mile away, easy. It sounds lonely.
Every valley, every town, every city
has their lonelies, individuals
aplenty, wondering where plenty
comes from, doing their best to cope.
Rugby
A sport not a pastime, where bulk,
belligerence and battery
go hand and hand with courage,
athleticism and skill,
and the bounce of the ball’s
unreliable—insouciant
one could say as well as fickle,
and where indecision
joins, packs down with chance
and relentless coldblooded
calculation; and balance and thinking
quickly while on one’s feet are
indispensable, to be treasured.
But who would do it today
if fortune didn’t come with fame?
Brian Turner
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.
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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
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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
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2 mins