The Budawangs
All that day scored by the undergrowth,
which was as much within ourselves
as the whipping and sly entanglements
and a cavernous bush occluding any sky,
we followed a map of a little sound,
of trickling water until dark
and slept when it seemed to slip
from us.
Then in the morning,
like a nest hidden among thorns,
three feet away,
a pool of still water,
self-contained like wisdom,
calmly held our faces
as we drank.
Russell Erwin
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