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The Tarkine

How thoughtlessly annihilate The wilderness of souls The aboriginal custodians How history controls Our very life the air we breathe The land we walk upon The Tarkiners for 40000 years They had not gone A realness and actuality An enduring … Continue reading

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Australia and the epic journeys, Emotional Poems, Environmental Poems, Forests and wild places, Mining and destruction of habitat, Mining and its consequences, Quoll, Saving the earth together Karen lee, wild birds, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend, Workers rights in way off lands | 2 Comments