Then and Now ~ Kath Walker/Oodgeroo Noonuccal In my dreams I hear my tribe Laughing as they hunt and swim But dreams are shattered by rushing car, By grinding tram and hissing train And I see no more my tribe of old As I walk alone in the teeming town. I have seen corroboree Where […]
Stone Cutter and Cloud ~ Steve Klepetar Tonight I am stone cutter and cloud, a man with empty hands, who stands before you spinning with sleep, wearing the ropes of day, dressed in thin, ragged shreds of dream.
Something to keep in mind as you move through your manic Monday. Invitation ~ Mary Oliver Oh do you have time to linger for just a little while out of your busy and very important day for the goldfinches that have gathered in a field of thistles for a musical battle, to see who can sing […]
The opening lines from an unknown woman in fourteenth century Italy resonate more strongly than we might wish in 2017. This World I’d Wish to Leave and God to Serve ~ Anonymous Woman, Italy, Fourteenth Century This world I’d wish to leave and God to serve and myself to sever from all vanity, because the […]
The Singer ~ James Brush I strung my guitar with hair you gave me, thinking it was yours, but old songs came in unknown keys, the voices of animals.
