On the Way to Your Funeral
Heading to you
no longer there
the fields and camel-hide hills seem
drawn and subdued,
the road like an offering
at their feet. Every thought of you
stains the country-side, bleeds
into each boulder, every tree
so you’ll be somehow forever
in the calm line of the distant mountains
or the hilltop fence that holds back
the sky.
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