Five Short Poems
A dog shaking herself? No.
The French window shudders open.
Shoes all around the house
upstairs and downstairs
too many doors.
This is where I sat
that is the radio I listened to
as the fires took hold.
Laughing like a fool
after the bushfires
the earthquake.
The legless girl at Flinders Street
stands up supported by two men
her legs akimbo like a newborn foal.
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