This summer was the worst fire season Australia has ever seen: 18 million hectares burned, 34 people killed, thousands displaced, and a billion animals estimated killed. Whether directly or indirectly affected, this has been a time of trauma for many. Now we face the aftermath, and the long, slow recovery.
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the underwriting
Kit Kelen
would sinners lift their eyes to it?
most of your houses won’t burn down
some are eaten
first sculpted by ants
some fall
and some are blown away
here’s age
and all the parts replaced—
call members of a house
a lounge of limbs
and lewd suggestions
light’s thrown down again
most of your houses won’t burn down
but here’s the street alight
say alcohol fuelled
all the violence of a home
won’t knock down most
were forest once
or mountain fast
have heft
are hewn
or hand me down
almost all change hands
let’s not forget flood
change climate
continental drift
volcano and the quaking too
most houses won’t
some do
there’s electricity gathered
all fuels
what odds?
set actuaries on
many are so inhabited
one creature feeds upon the falling
there’s someone’s welcome in the walls
over we go, scrape by
some are simply bitten
plague till the place is condemned
wrapped in leaves
or a haunting dark
made dust
a house may have been scrubbed to death
hoovered up and binned
here’s fruit
say lemon gone bush
least wings attend
some houses were never on the map
or plan a subdivision
flat granny
little paws pass by
the guardian tree
all garden round
still there
say Sunday rubbernecks
ask how long will it stand (?)
we’ve left it out in the weather
you memorise a shape—that’s it
rattles winded with the gate
so secret to this having stood
and all these years to slam
the old ideas until
we’ve guessed home here
think of a roof to catch
was someone else’s ground
forgive me
but I can’t go back
in moonlight
how the fires remind us
most houses won’t burn down
you room it
to contain an echo
walls divide the voice
much metabolised
long in digestion
taken for a smile
come in out of
to the skin
cosy up by
cup of it
begins at a stretch
with a mouthful of nails
more hands and feet required
Christopher (Kit) Kelen is a poet, painter and recovering academic, resident in the Myall Lakes of NSW. Published widely since the seventies, he has a dozen full length collections in English as well as translated books of poetry in Chinese, Portuguese, French, Italian, Spanish, Indonesian, Swedish and Filipino. His latest volume of poetry is Poor Man’s Coat – Hardanger Poems, published by UWAP in 2018. In 2017, Kit was shortlisted twice for the Montreal Poetry Prize and won the Local Award in the Newcastle Poetry Prize. Emeritus Professor at the University of Macau, where he taught for many years, in 2017, Kit Kelen was awarded an honorary doctorate by the University of Malmö, in Sweden.
A Note on the Series
In the wake of this year’s unprecedented bushfire season, incredible solidarity and compassion emerged across communities in response to the tragedy. In the writing and publishing sector, we saw the #authorsforfireys campaign, a massive online auction led by industry professionals all across Australia, raising funds to support bushfire charities. Westerly contributed our own auction items to this, and raised $981. Coming out of that moment, and the #authorsforfireys campaign as a whole, we wanted to make a space in our publication to acknowledge the experience of the fires and engage with some of the discussions which have circled around them. Westerly put out a call for submissions, with a pledge to both pay authors for their contributions and donate the equivalent amount to government-approved charities still working on the recovery.
Westerly is proud to present here one collection of writing from this campaign. A second feature of work related to the fires will appear in our next print issue. This series brings together bushfire writing of all kinds—from witness accounts to heartfelt immediate responses to considered critical thinking on the fires, including questions of climate change and the environmental future we face. They are works of fear, sadness and anger, but also of contemplation and hope.
We pay our respect to all the victims of the fires, and offer our condolences to their families.
Catherine Noske, editor
Image: David Brewster, 2009, under Creative Commons BY-SA 2.0 license.