2022 Bundanon Writers Week Poetry Commission
Kurraarr Far Country 1972
Julie Janson
2022 Bundanon Writers Week Poetry Commission
Kurraarr Far Country 1972
Julie Janson
The humpy sits in majestic isolation in ngurrampaa, country
Washing flaps white on a line and I fly back to a kuthi song from the blue
blinding sky
The river and the hot shack of tin, sticks and cardboard from the tip
Where you boiled water from the Darling in the forty-four-gallon drum
We hung the children’s nappies on barbed wire over white dust
By our river, my kaathii sister
The sun shone, burnt, and broken glass glinted
The nuns rode past on bikes in long blue saris
What were they doing there amongst the Ngempa people?
Not needed in India alongside mother Theresa
Reserve house walls thin, corrugated and whitewashed
The way our history was whitewashed
No killing happened in this land all happy smiling brown people eating nuts and berries
Let us weep
And Jenny taking down the china cups and saucers from the suitcase
to fill with tea and Sunshine powdered milk, to drink with yellow damper from a fire in the middle of her shack. And Golden syrup
Where four children slept with mum
And Manny bought a live sheep to sooth with kind words before cutting its throat
To feed a barbie to a big mob from the reserve
Old Murri men speaking of their initiation and showing us scars
Sharing a flagon
Of walking at thirteen years old for days in the semi desert of mulga and bones
with only a bottle of kali water – a Schweppes glass bottle.
Of catching gulbree emu by lying on your back and shaking legs in the air
The curious bird beaten and cooked
Or the green eggs broken, kapukaa cooked in a huge cake for everyone
Essie Coffey and her house of beaten fibro in Dodge city, Brewarrina
Her movie and her making light as air dampers on the fire for thirty
Her dancing the hula while her hubby played a ukulele
A Muruwari woman of high regard
Of Uncle Bill Reid the Pastor and his kind heart that shook when he heard those stories
about Major Nunn’s campaign when troopers mowed down Blacks like rabbits in a shooting gallery, we weep
The reserve a place of love and gunjies driving past at midnight
hovering, waiting to bash a Murri man
A humpy home with Laminex table and a meat safe and tins of camp pie
Of women (dubai’s) cross legged on the ground playing bingo
And washing flying in hot Bourke wind
In response to ‘The Humpy’ by Reuben Ernest Brown.
Julie Jason is a Burruberongal woman of Darug Aboriginal nation. She is a novelist, playwright, and poet. Her most recent novel: Benevolence published by Magabala 2020 – to be published by Harper Collins in USA and UK August 2022 – Longlisted for NIB Literary Award 2020 and the Voss Literary Award. Her new Indigenous crime novel Madukka the River Serpent will be published by UWAP 2023. While living in remote Northern Territory Aboriginal communities in her early years as a teacher, Julie began writing plays and making giant puppets, masks and costumes. Her career as a playwright began with productions at Belvoir St Theatre, Adelaide Festival Centre and Sydney Opera House. She is co-recipient of the Oodgeroo Noonuccal Poetry Prize 2016 and the Judith Wright Poetry Prize 2019. Julie is a graduate of AFTRS screenwriting and NIDA Playwrights Studio.
This poem was commission by Bundanon and the South Coast Writers Centre as part of the 2022 Bundanon Writers Week program.
Poets were invited to write a poem in response to works by Reuben Ernest Brown (Uncle Ben Brown) from the exhibition The River and the Sea.