Land song: A poem for the missing
Words, voices and images: Connecting to cultures around the world
Words, voices and images: Connecting to cultures around the world
We take you to Lake Tyrrell in northern Victoria, the country of the Boorong people under the night sky.
As the sun sets over Lake Tyrrell we reflect on what has been lost and what will be lost. When the sunrises again, we can begin to answer some of our own questions.
“They were here as recently as 150 years ago. Today they are gone and the reconstruction of their cosmology has required the breadth of the nineteenth century natural philosopher, drawing on zoology, botany, and linguistics, ethnography, geography and anthropology, as well as patient, long-term naked eye observation”. John Morieson
As the sun sets over Lake Tyrrell we reflect on what has been lost and what will be lost. When the sunrises again, we can begin to answer some of our own questions.
“They were here as recently as 150 years ago. Today they are gone and the reconstruction of their cosmology has required the breadth of the nineteenth century natural philosopher, drawing on zoology, botany, and linguistics, ethnography, geography and anthropology, as well as patient, long-term naked eye observation”. John Morieson
Red light
Early night
Land sings
Empty rings
Recent past
Didn’t last
Stone tape
Land rape
Knowledge lost
Great cost
Wrong turn
No learn
Burn soon
Dark moon
Heat wave
No save
Bettong missing
None listening
What's wrong
Not long
Early light
Long night
Water gone
Last song
Land sings
Empty rings