Abstract
. . . and at home we say
if it's yellow
let it mellow
if it's brown
flush it on down . . .
~
Two natural disasters, each on a massive scale, a decade and a half apart.
One is the slow withering that desiccates the soul by increments, the other a raging series of fires burning half a continent in a mad rush of smoke and flame and wind.
Two un-natural disasters, aided and abetted by the relentless destruction of the land we live in and love.
Frank Prem documents a lived experience of these events, parched through drought and singed by fire.
~
last night
was filled with smoke
I know
I am coughing it up
this morning
if it's yellow
let it mellow
if it's brown
flush it on down . . .
~
Two natural disasters, each on a massive scale, a decade and a half apart.
One is the slow withering that desiccates the soul by increments, the other a raging series of fires burning half a continent in a mad rush of smoke and flame and wind.
Two un-natural disasters, aided and abetted by the relentless destruction of the land we live in and love.
Frank Prem documents a lived experience of these events, parched through drought and singed by fire.
~
last night
was filled with smoke
I know
I am coughing it up
this morning
| Original language | English |
|---|---|
| Type | Poetry, 262 pages |
| Media of output | Paperback and ebook |
| Publisher | Wild Arancini Press |
| Number of pages | 262 |
| Place of Publication | Beechworth, Victoria |
| ISBN (Print) | 978-1-923166-05-9 |
| ISBN (Electronic) | 978-1-923166-31-8 |
| Publication status | Published - 06 Dec 2024 |