Trees, trees
Trees, trees
You have quit the city. If the trees
overtake your thoughts they change them.
Keep driving. Pines might form wind breaks
but crowd each lonely farmer’s place
with forest darkness. Worse, when
you sweep through myriad eucalypts,
headlights probing flickering trunks,
you release white, splintery shapes
that escape, shrieking up the slopes.
The whole of life is a good fright.
Avoid trees. Stick with the roadways,
our natural element.
Anywhere else only betrays
the myth of human settlement.
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