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LOUISE CRISP

two poems

Coolangubra ‘high-coo’

escaping the claustrophobia

of the Pine forest

poison leaks into the headwaters

 

 

whirlies in dry country

the old forest shrinks

to a wildlife corridor

 

 

Ngarigo initiation site:

full colour tourist poster

at Bombala

 

 

Grayling – unseen fish

adversely affected by catchment

modification

 

 

tiny NPWS office in main street

as if surrounded

by madmen with chainsaws

hill people

 

they come down from the hills

in their old age

to live on the warm coast

the trees sway inside of them

when they talk

 

they have no other story

but brought by the wind

they don’t know what else to do

 

story, tell me a story

they say silently to each other

staring at the empty ocean

 

unable to divulge

the trees they carry within

 

nor when the trees fade

they die