Changing the Colour of Your
He steered me towards the artichokes
in the market in
the hairy haunches of horse.
The
—bong bong bong bong—
the refrigerator is making cold—white noise.
The golden labrador
in our frog pond
making a meal
of our one water lily.
Sorry!—says George.
Cafe
Because I shifted the sugar bowl to another table
the ant struggling underneath one white crystal
may have a WTF? moment as it fetches it home.
If I hang her picture up, she will be safe.
He’s in
Parents
They love you too much or not at all or in the wrong way.
When I read his hand I saw two children—
Yes two, definitely two, a boy and a girl.
As it happened they were my children too.
Actually, I have had three children
but one was a flop. And I forget
about Jonathan, most of the time.
Face Blind
He didn’t know me in my red beret
I used to wear a natty black bowler
he said as if it was all my fault—
You’ve changed the colour of your hat.
A Night at the Theatre
The play was bad.
The set was bad.
The actors were very bad.
The directing was bad.
The lighting was bad.
The sound was bad.
I wanted to leave at the interval
but my husband said—No, it’s rude.
The supper? The supper was good.
The little dog next door but one barks and barks and barks.
Picket Fence
One person on a camp stool, painting.
One person on a camp stool, watching.
I led her into the ring on her scruffy pony
but she balked at answering questions
about the points of a horse and some such.
She turned and said in a small, clear voice—
I don’t want to be judged. So I led her out.
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