Poem for the Day

The Last Tree StandingEarthbound, the last tree stands.You look up, a fleeting shadow crosses your path.This tree is one of life's tragedies, quietlytempering itself to be alone. What else can it do,but drip leaves, wait for shattering rain,watch its forebears roll past? A rumbling sounddisturbing root and twig. Double lorriestrussed with logs, a girth as wide as a stoneHercules might roll. Relocation, destruction.The space will bear out: untidy...

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Poem for the Day

The Paradox of Green On the Destruction of Old Growth Trees, Dwellingup When the day is twice as hot as the last day of winter, when a visit to the country opens its secrets, 'doubt' like a downward curve touches your shoulder. Suddenly you realise they're still raping the land. Trucks criss-crossing the forest you used to know. They bend to the task of filling up trays; lorries...

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Robert Adamson

The Hawkesbury River One of my favourite rivers is the Hawkesbury. This pic was taken from the punt that crosses over the river at Wiseman's Ferry.   Robert Adamson Australia - International Poetry Web A Visitation All night, wild fire burned in the tree tops on the other side of the river. Now it's morning. Smoking embers from the angophoras are landing...

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From a Feminist Perspective

This cartoon is totally irreverent, but nevertheless from a feminist perspective (& not just the woman in the pic), it's such a hilarious, subversive juxtaposition re "woman as sexual objec...

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Poem for the Day

South-West Woods                                     Tea Tree Cottage, Dwellingup i This year, like an inkling for shade we head to Dwellingup: its wrinkled forest of leaves, tree walks,...

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