Drought essay: Recognising the derision as fear
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Death gets into the suburbs, but sleek
turnover highrise keeps it out of mind
and wilderness, wrapped in its own deaths,
scarcely points us at ours,
but furred rusty machines, and grey
boards unglazed for heritage or holiday –
you can’t truck in enough bricks.
Settled country is the land of the dead,
there you are taught love as mourning,
you shop in boarded-up places.
It’s great to follow car-dust
out towards the Mistake,
way past a working people’s farm,
long widowed, standing in space.
Les Murray is an award-winning Australian poet with more than 30 published collections of work, including Taller When Prone and The Biplane Houses. His work has been translated into ten foreign languages.