Welcome to Country
They purloined your house,
Aboriginal Australian
And feeling guilty allowed
You to stay on in a tiny backroom.
Now that they are fully ensconced
You conduct a welcome to country,
But with all the rooms fully occupied
Will never get the title deeds back
And they will seldom visit you
In your little room.
Who am I to talk,
A white Zimbabwean
Evicted from my tiny room
From where I controlled the house
And fed the household:
Now they are starving
And with the title deeds
Don’t want me back
We are alike you and I
Only our colour, justice
And good fortune
Separate us.
Derek Fenton
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