Struan 1965 - Adm.monash.edu.au

Idyllic was the life they led­Their island - Paradise.Faintly touched by white man's dreadPestilence and plague.For a few among them freely wentUnafraid of Gods and Kings;Careless, defiled the Goddess of themall,Unknowing .They called her Mother,And she lay in peaceThough Her daughters grumbledOver the years.The Humans came to probe HerAnd search Her bowels;She let them come and go, and re­leasedNo stony tears.Then the inner torment, deep below,Groaned in Her veins.No rest.She withstood; She stra inedTo no avail. The pressure built,She belched-A hundred houses tumbled,A thousand people died,Unknowing.Geoff OlneyLindy Davies•Packages, parcels, peopleDut-dut, dut-dutOil smells, dust; uniforms"Tickets please" - "Excuse me"Out-dut, dut-dut.Cigarettes, smoke, cartonsMagazines, knitting, paperbacks"Scenery is lovely"-"AII the same"Out-dut, dur-dut.Steam, whistle, shuntingOut-dut, dut-dut."All aboard"-"Goodbye".Tears, sadness, memoriesOut-dut, dur-dut.37