Bunty’s Favourites; Smells of My Youth
A clash of hockey sticks, a clash
Of temperaments, a proper pash
For Emmeline the prefect who
Once definitely smiled at you,
A word of praise from Miss Divine,
A midnight feast with currant wine
(A ciggie takes the taste away)
A nasty tummy ache next day,
A bike-ride and a horrid prang,
An assignation with the gang,
Jo, Belinda, Dorcas, Prue,
Thick as thieves and tried and true,
Perfect angels, utter bricks,
The Sisterhood of Study Six.
Life is earnest, life is real,
Life is everything you feel.
Secrets, whispered to the breeze,
Tremble in the chestnut trees,
Rustle where the cricket sings,
Tell us such romantic things,
Give us hope and give us wings.
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