Poets speaking up to Adani – Jennifer Maiden


requested by Anne Elvey


I’ve written about the Appalachian Fall, when mines

beheaded mountains like limp fowlyard kings, but this

is too neat a betrayal, the wetlands and the coral

becoming a coal pier, the discard dumps, the holes

left behind like Novocaine extractions, the tunnel

that winds inter-related as a rat’s, and drains

the water table, the smooth decapitations, the funnel

giving money to the heartlost and the hopelost: what

could I say that isn’t said, I think? At last,

someone will holiday on carbon credits, perhaps

the company secretary when the coal runs thin,

proud that anthracite funds a hospital. Qld

governments are by definition plump and little,

campaign for those who will campaign for them.

No owner can prove quite traditional: the earth still

owned only when transactional: sold to hunting people

who wear it out, not suffer it like skin.



Jennifer Maiden





Photos in collage from: CSIRO CC BY 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0) via Wikimedia Commons

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