Picture Poems 2020
Bamford The Executioner
His habits were very intemperate
He obtained money from the Government
He squandered it
In the company of the degraded
Of both sexes
They looked out for him
For when he left the gaol
With government money in his pocket
They joined him in drunken orgies
Executioner's Hood Melbourne Cut poem
In a land of salutary terror
Instruments of violence were employed
To inflict class suppression
Onto the poor by the rich
For acts of rebellion against owners
Putting the fear of death into them
Terrifying and teaching them a lesson
Employing execution for pacification
The tactics of imperial rule
Resistance is demonstratively not tolerated
Settler violence is reasoned
Public executions are legitimized
Violent acts are defended by the dominant participant
When power is in jeopardy
Protect the exclusive class
Building prosperity in the enemy's land
Assigning blame onto the victim
Melbourne Town needs a Bishop
1847 A Cathedral City
The establishment of a bishopric requires city status
The Bishop needs a Cathedral
A deterministic paradigm
Avoid marrying the commoners
You are in a special position
Of controlling the new lands
To terraform a frontier society
A decent society
Continually under threat
Containing the deported
All those persons charged as undesirable
Their sexual promiscuity
You are ordained to cultivate a civilization Through your appearance, dignity, and restraint
You are to privilege those who have symbolic capital
Those civic leaders
Those charged with a moral purpose
Those who value social determinism
Systems of denigration for those not white enough
Smoothing the dying pillow
Grand public edifices
For those who are vagrants, lazy and practice sexual impropriety
You must self-help
You will not be a burden on our prosperity
Our empathy is unfunded
You of limited political voice
You of limited aspirations
Ned Darth Prowl poem
It is all in all
A change of identity
By not being normative
By not playing your role
An emotional energy
Playing outside of the rules
Ned Kelly's Library
A symbol of global power
A god-given shelter
Born from dominion
An expression of capital imperialism
The office and power
The greatest dome
The greatest on earth
Divine and timeless
A heavenly command
Britain is first
Possession down under
All as prisoner
In the Queen’s Reading Room
The lucky country
Where the lawless frontier was brought under control
This now a heritage of Ned Kelly artifacts
Collected and acquired
His death mask
Made example of
From the imagination of virtuous Christians.
The splendor of all that was to become accumulated into this dispised legacy.
From the beginning regret and guilt.
Into a settler nation shackled by paranoia.
We claimed the superior use of land.
To build our Colonial Georgian aesthetic.
And all that cringe that followed.
Oh this our lucky country.
Built by virtuous pioneer families.
Achievements made through sin, repentance and redemption.
It was our exclusive right.
To self fictionalize.
To mask the inflicted horror.
To turn a blind eye.
Through Royal Charter, the settlers reigned down.
Until control was legislated and systemic racism standardized a socio-economic divide.