The magpies in
my garden love
a windy day –
it takes them
up up and back,
turns their games
into three dimensional
chess, makes them
sing with happiness
when they land
on the gate, a
difficult landing, in
the wind, performed
perfectly.
But I can’t fly
and I hate wind.
Still, I am happy
for them.
I challenged
received wisdom,
but those who
had received that
wisdom did not
accept my challenge,
said that the wisdom
was unchallengeable,
and therefore the
challenge was wrong.
Never mind, soon I will
be gone, and then you
can say “what challenge?”
A harsh westerly
wind blows outside
my window.
Reminding me that,
wherever you are
in Australia the
desert is never
far away. The dust
from the centre
brought by winds
from north, south
east and west,
permeates our
garden, house,
enters our lungs,
becomes part of
us in the way
stardust from distant
explosions becomes
part of us.
If an imaginary
being was going
to step in and
save the world
before we wreck it
he’s left it
rather too late
Denial was
a river in
Egypt that
dried up as
a result of
climate
change
Who would have
thought that a
major effect of
global warming
would be a
decrease in the
intelligence of
politicians?
All over the
Universe, the small
number of sentient
species, in a
handful of
galaxies, have
given up hope
for the survival
of the almost
sentient species,
Homo sapiens,
which currently
lives on a small
planet, near a
small star, on the
outer reaches of the
Milky Way Galaxy.
Does Bolsonaro
not know that
whatever remnant
of the human race
remains next
century will curse
his name in the
same way that
Hitler, Attilla,
Genghis, Stalin,
Pol Pot and Trump
were cursed, or
does he not care?
“Religious cult”
is a tautology;
“Sustainable
development”
is an oxymoron.
The World is
filling up with
the rubbish from
things that
people bought
for no good reason.
