Slightly Grubby (Melbourne)
Standing on slightly grubby dignity
By the Yarra bend, weatherly city
Horses are racing, spring fashion to wear
Flinders Station, under clocks, “See you there.”
Town Hall shimmies gala, play, committee
Outside St Paul’s, koori man, “Want to share?”
The bedless wander, “Any change to spare?”
Big Issue sells stories, not charity
Hawking on slightly grubby dignity
Uncle U.S., Mother England ditty
“Mel Burn is our mate—larrikin gritty”
Users nod off, tramming, ticketed fare
Table dancers “young” “hot” “X”—“rude to stare”
Tearing up bluestones—the past not pretty
Jazz haunts the laneways—dark integrity
Busking on slightly grubby dignity
Many will disagree, but World War III is too great a risk to run by involving ourselves in a distant border conflict
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5 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
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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
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2 mins