Australia Day Poem 2010

Letter to my Grandchildren – Australia Day 2010

In the olden days of extreme fire danger we did not breathe.
We did not breed things that breathed.
In winter we used old blankets for warmth
We stayed cool in the summer breeze.
Now we can fashion the weather.
We turn down the sun
manufacture the clouds.
We package the seasons in stretched air.
No species is permitted to die.
Australia is fireproof.
 

We no not belong here
we tear the English willows out
the trout do not breed
the cows do not graze.
We do not farm anything but native trees.
We leave the bones in the ground.
we huddle in cities by the sea
Boneburners have been taxed.

Things were dying beneath the oceans.
The carbon horse
said the invisible force
may soon be upon us.
So we brought the scheme
that does not think
and tuned the dials down.
We wrapped the country in native grasses
made weather with carbon dioxide brushes.
All those without an apology
are huddled together around red wine in the suburbs.
We let no…