Ten Haiku
plain darkness—
a firefly blinks with
the speed of light
drifting into grass—
a child’s bubble
the air didn’t burst
turning over shells—
one new wave
after the other
pigeons between parked cars—
the street named for
an old queen
return visit—
tall grass in my footsteps
doesn’t spring back
a wider view of the mountains—
Dad’s grave not far from
when he was born
steady morning wind—
lottery tickets on top
of the trash
lingering visit—
the hidden mountaintop
next time
visits end—
the mountain top only the host
has seen
near the museum—
children racing
the lawn sprinkler
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