David Dalton: ‘Definitive Biography’ and ‘When the Sports Centre Closes’
Definitive Biography
No scraps for vultures;
diaries, notebooks, letters—
burn the lot.
No manure for fresh lies.
Or, scramble it up
and scatter it widely
for random unboxing—
ten, twenty, ninety years hence!
Always hedging their bets.
None will have the title.
David Dalton
When the Sports Centre Closes
When life drains out of a building—
when darkness clicks on
and they shut the doors
and the cars drive off
shouting goodbye,
as they chuck cigarettes in the gutter to die,
and you find you’re suddenly alone
on the street outside
in cool, quiet air,
where minutes stretch like chewing gum
while windows stare glassily black;
and the night puts its hands on your shoulders,
leaning closer to peer at your watch,
and goosebumps pop all over your neck
and everything ticks louder than ever
until approaching headlights
pull up with no fanfare—
one welcome hero
to wend you warmly home.
But if you went back inside,
with your footsteps and torch,
would the tiniest echo of a cheer
still be wriggling in the highest corner?
David Dalton
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