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CONTRIBUTIONS

STAFF DE-WRECK-TORY - -
Dese joes in Room 7, see, decided to clean de Guys’ Staff Room.
De Arts lunks, b-IAN de less dead, set to frantic-LEE with a WILL with
no BEADEN about de bush to TYE-dy up de Rex around de dump. Dey
DOUG out de works from NEV-er-used lockers, raisin’ de dust to make all de
guys WEISE and gag, even de little kid across de tracks who beat up de dust
to his old lady acryin’: “O MAR A storm is ablowin’. De HAZEL PHILLIP
me eyes with dust. MA COLL de cops.”
Soon dey raised a big pile of trash: three old JIM-boots, an old PERCE
without no Mahoney in it, a RUSS-TED i-RON kettle, cigar-STUBBS, two
KAFFIR KEYS, two empty demi-JOHNS, a torn LYLE stocking and a tin of
BRINE containing whis-KERRY old mullet-gut what dat guy Garrett forgot
when he took a powder.
De onlookers HARRY-ed de workers beating dere brains over de THORNE-y
problem of dest-ROY-ing de trash.
De mouthpiece, JACKS, ON-ly plan was to th-ROHDE lot over de wall
into de Dames’ Staffroom.
FOYST ER lunk slung his CRIBB over de wall to test de reaction.
With CYRIL screams de dames shouted: “St-RUTH, what a GREEN-way
to woo a dame, you DEVILLE. Let’s have more CURTIS-y in dis dump, see.”
At dis s-TAEGE immen-SCALES of wicked laughter came from de guys.
“O-KAY, O-KAY,” dey yelled, “youse dames BURNES us up.”
Den de joes began SODEN-ly ahurlin’ de trash over de wall. De gals began
ahurlin all de CROCK-ery dey had back, each GAL AHUR-lin at full POWER.
Even de tuck-shop dames ag-REID to LENIHAN-d.
Den de cops came to a WESTERMAN or two and put de SIMPS ON de mat,
and dat always REX de fun.
— X.Y. (Form 7)

LIGHT
As I gazed upon the glory spattered sky
It seemed the stars from Heaven drifted down
Like silver melting tears of God they fell
And with His' love’s sweet sorrow lapped me round.
An orange mist flared
On dark mountain rim.
Bushfire’s sear fury
Distance-tamed, dim.
Sparks, multicolour,
Arched o’er the sea.
Yet there were years hence,
The stars near me.
My soul’s mute prayer from mine to His heart flow
And drew its glittering shower through the night
In space and time the stars share from eternity
They with His radiance bathed the world in light.
— J. Fleming.

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