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One year after Kinglake burned

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Christmas at Kinglake

This winding, up and around, bend after bend, and all around
lacy green stockings, inside each one, the black trunk of a tree.
Around the bend, all is drenched in light, in this insistently blue
sky. The mountain stretches out like a hand: muscled but still, the
flecks of black frailer than insects — only the road a firm line. Black
stumps, capped with snow — no, capped with lime, beside the road,

tree ferns, fanning their wings in the sun. A sign: children crossing.
The road is so large. The CFA building, those three letters almost
the three sides of a cross. Around the bend, low flying, a parrot
fleeing, red winged. Wide open fields, filled to tumbling with
summer grass: pale seed, yellow flowers and sleek cattle, tails
flicking. Piles of trees bones, white as marrow-bones sucked dry.
A billboard says Lifeline. Are you feeling low? Don’t wait. Ring
this number
. Letter boxes: one red, one green, the size of milk-
cans, one each side of the track. Behind the red, a bare patch of soil
turns up to the sky. Around the bend, a magpie: loud, full voiced
The song seems to come out of nowhere — blown along by the wind.

PoetSusan Fealy is a poet and clinical psychologist. Her poems have been accepted for publication in a range of journals and anthologies including Famous Reporter, Meanjin, Etchings, Reflecting on Melbourne, and The Best Australian Poems 2009.


Topic tags: new australian poems, susan fealy, christmas as Kinglake, black saturday, bushfires, anniversary



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Thank you,Susan. Beautiful images, sounds and smells. Living in nature is to be our way of rejuvenating,finding the seeds of new life ... being reminded of the delicate and awe-inspiring process our planet undertakes. We can never be separate from her, she is our mother. Nature will prevail and humanity is refocusing on her beauty and her terror,her overwhelming gifts given in abundance.

catherine | 10 February 2010  

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