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From: Vol.01 N.02 – Making way for other kind

Dorrigo Immortals

by Brian Hawkins

Theoretically at work, I have slacked off

to do my duty, noting the antic motions of the Topknot Pigeons,

the Catbird’s tinking,

and the Carabeens with their lofty wooden sails,

and capturing for the nth time

the cowled flowers of the sweet-smelling Cunjevoi

in artless photos that will die with my hard drive,

never to see the light of day, but which I take

anyway, just for the gesture.


Through the deep mysterious forest

tourists are charging like steam-trains,

trailing puffs of deodorant and conversationally

yelling at the tops of their voices.  Though they do not see

me, lurking in the shadow of a plank buttress,

or the million year old beings quietly eating lunch, we are all of us

engaged on the same project, our one duty to worship

the life we didn’t ask for or deserve.

Published: July 2014
Brian Hawkins

is a poet and ecologist who was until recently based in the mountains of northern New South Wales. He now lives in Canberra, where he helps organise biodiversity surveys around Australia.

An Australian and international
journal of ecopoetry and ecopoetics.

Plumwood Mountain Journal is created on the unceded lands of the Gadigal and Wangal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people, and to elders past, present and future. We also acknowledge all traditional custodians of the lands this journal reaches.