Almanac Poetry: Stringybark Creek

Stringybark Creek

 

This is—
the iris of—
storm—

 

This is—
stark chill—
cold terror—

 

This is—
the thudding—
crimson heart—

 

Rifles poised—
in the speargrass—

 

 

Stringybark Creek, Kelly Gang and Police (Source: Wikiwand)

 

 

 

About

Kevin Densley is a poet and writer-in-general. His fourth book-length poetry collection, Sacredly Profane, has just been published (late 2020) by Ginninderra Press. He is also the co-author of ten play collections for young people, as well as a multi Green Room Award nominated play, Last Chance Gas, which was published by Currency Press. Recent other writing includes screenplays for films with a tertiary education purpose. He laments the extinction of Cascade Pale Ale and Kiwi Lager.

Comments

  1. Yes, not a great moment in Victorian police history.

    Four heavily armed, plain clothed, police ride out, body straps on horses. Talk of not asking their ‘prey’ to surrender.

    The prey was reversed and three of the four Irish born police were no more. The four young native born sons of Irish selectors would not enjoy the promised riches of the new land.

    Stringybark Creek, a fascinating event in our history.

    Glen!

  2. Kevin Densley says

    Hi Glen – an awful moment in all sorts of ways.

  3. Wonderful depiction Kevin. Short, sharp, brutal.

  4. Kevin Densley says

    Thanks for the comments, Dips – your chosen adjectives encapsulate just the effect I was attempting to achieve when I wrote the poem.

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