Kit Kelen #878 - first notes for an electric forest with gone koalas

878

first notes for

an electric forest with gone koalas

concerning the plans of government to build forest fed electric power plants along the NSW coast

concerning the government's denial that there are any koalas where koala habitat is being destroyed

first the birds

no irony

you'll see a human face

to them

and who's that ever stopped?

we will survive!

so much of the human spirit there

the forest lives in our lights

in our fridge

it lives in our washing machine

who will survive?

who's not against once had a chance

but we have come for them again

our treaties warm you for a moment

ash then all the air is

who's with me then

spotlighting

for a little pie

like looking for yeti

but harder

this one's Little Foot

widowmaker of legend

(thylarctus plummetus)

miniatures of a terror

first light catches like a web

at first you won't see the smoke

for the trees

you won't hear the saws out of distance

these are long ages mind

before the electricity

the sun was hardly known down here

knock for a door was a tree

a god begging

come for this drunk stumble with me

the blade is a machine now

I pour dinosaur in

and forest

call and the calendar comes

they're all gone

there must be no politics of this

here's the riddle

how is the forest

when it's gone?

of tin and timber, world

o mine!

once used to telling a lie

how effortless it is

I've never seen a koala here

may lightning strike me blind

the forest hangs over itself

as a soot

ash fall

we say the soil was once

they were here before truth

how should we rate their chances after?

every government says

one tree and another lit

because it doesn't matter now

knock knock

how is a forest electric?

that's when you plug it in

wait for them to speak up for themselves

they say there are none

it's wood for the trees

someone is watching with more of a mind

what haunts you here?

who haunts?

here's a hand to stifle scream

another undoes trousers

solemn is this evidence

of how it wasn't me

more hands lent

just this one silence

renewable

they mean that stubble comes back

here's the razor

this is your paint

and here is your corner

see how you get on with that