Take the past 30 days on Floating Life 4/06 ~ 11/07:
- Friday Australian poem #16: Banjo Paterson “Fur and Feathers” 319
- Teacher Pride Rules! 262
- Assimilation, Integration, Multiculturalism: policy and practice in Australia since 1966 1 106
- Friday Australian poem #3: A D Hope, “The Death of a Bird” 59
- Friday Australian poem # 6: Mary Gilmore, “Nationality” and “Old Botany Bay” 55
- Two Australian poems of World War II 42
- Notice of memorial service 39
- A beautiful but imperfect movie: Yolngu Boy (2000) 30
- Friday Australian poem #12: David Campbell “Men in Green” 29
- Friday Australian poem #17: Bruce Dawe, “Homecoming” 29
- Friday Australian poem #15: Les Murray, “An Absolutely Ordinary Rainbow” 29
- Friday Australian poem #4: Judith Wright 28
Friday Australian poem #16: Banjo Paterson “Fur and Feathers”
23 NOV 2007
Having been serious on this blog — even deep and meaningful — in a few posts this week I offer this in a spirit of fun, and can almost guarantee you won’t have read it before! I found it in the whitewolf collection, and if you click the author name below you can see what he says about A B Paterson, one of the two best-known 1890s bush balladeers — though both of them lasted into the 20th century, Paterson rather longer than Henry Lawson…
Fur and Feathers
THE EMUS formed a football team
Up Walgett way;
Their dark-brown sweaters were a dream
But kangaroos would sit and scream
To watch them play.
“Now, butterfingers,” they would call,
And such-like names;
The emus couldn’t hold the ball
—They had no hands—but hands aren’t all
In football games.
A match against the kangaroos
They played one day.
The kangaroos were forced to choose
Some wallabies and wallaroos
That played in grey.
The rules that in the west prevail
Would shock the town;
For when a kangaroo set sail
An emu jumped upon his tail
And fetched him down.
A whistler duck as referee
Was not admired.
He whistled so incessantly
The teams rebelled, and up a tree
He soon retired.
The old marsupial captain said,
“It’s do or die! ”
So down the ground like fire he fled
And leaped above an emu’s head
And scored a try.
Then shouting, “Keep it on the toes!”
The emus came.
Fierce as the flooded Bogan flows
They laid their foemen out in rows
And saved the game.
On native pear and Darling pea
They dined that night:
But one man was an absentee:
The whistler duck—their referee—
Had taken flight.
The Bogan, of course, is a river…
On Floating Life:
- That hypothetical Year 10 lesson on “White Australia” 28
- Kevin Rudd as art critic 24
- Cronulla 05 23
- Australian poem: 2008 series #8 — Indigenous poetry 20
- SBS “First Australians” Episode 3: Coranderrk Aboriginal Station 19
And on Ninglun’s Specials:
- Family stories 3 — About the Whitfields: from convict days 78
- Family stories 4 — A Guringai Family Story — Warren Whitfield 47
- Top poems 2: John Donne (1572-1631): Satire III — “Of Religion” 42
- 10. But is it art? Responses to the Bill Henson controversy of 2008 36
- 07 — a controversy — For the record: the great SBHS race debate of 2002 20
- Shire childhood, adolescence and early adulthood 4: Cronulla 1961-1962, 1964-1969 13
- Family stories 1 — mother 12
- Surry Hills 11
- 05 — Old Blog Entries: 99-04 11
- Redfern visions 2 10
Do explore these oldies but goodies! Here is the most visited photo on my photoblog in the past 30 days. Surprised me!
Peace Park, Eton Street Sutherland
And here is the most visited ever: Small Buddhist temple 3 (Surry Hills):