Month: September 2021
Celebrating Hildegard of Bingen: Count down to her Anniversary 17th September.
The Story of a Young Pilgrim
in search of Hildegard of Bingen
by Colleen Keating
I take a train out of Bingen
through the Rhine Valley
on this summers day
trek up a steep hill
relieved to find an old sign klosterruine
which points to a verdant track
into a cool shady grove
here remnants of the twelfth century monastery
moss-mottled stone walls
mostly buried by vines
and embedded tree roots
is Hildegard’s world
standing in this moment
with the outlines of another world
time is shapeless
the divide of centuries a blur
only my mind’s eye can see
a spirited young woman
flourishing herb gardens
she prepares salves and tonics
attends the sick
listens to the breeze
and finds God in the hills above her
the earth is our mother she would sing
revere and care for her
if we exploit and savage her
she will be out off balance
and the price will be high
then silence for nine hundred years
I lean against the wall marked Hildegard’s cloister
in the lush shade of an almond tree
hanging fruit voluptuous now
is falling to emptiness
the void
the nothingness
how human to fear the waiting
for fullness to return
scattered around me
are rotting almond fruits
flies enjoying their feast
the decay fodder for the soil
my eyes scan for her presence
a maiden hair fern
grooved into a crumbling niche
catches my eye
delicate and tenacious
I feel a quickening
like a first flutter of new life
too often the fragile the intimate whisper
the lightness of touch
the flicker of a sanctuary lamp
like the breath are portals and easily missed
I ponder the rise and fall of my breathing
listen to the rhythmic heart beat
hear veriditas chants in the crumbling walls
veriditas murmurs hildegard
hildegard is here
I do not flinch i expect her
nothing like the grey statue at the abbey
holding the orb and feather
her presence is intimate
light glows luminous
her arms full of herbs from the garden
and her muddy hand-made sandals
make me laugh
by Colleen Keating
Commended in Society of Women Writers Poetry Award. Giving women a voice. 2017
“A triumph of reconciliation” Emeritus Professor Lyndall Ryan AM FAHA
Only being aware of the past
can we understand the present
to live into the future
The radical and idealistic Olive Pink worked on the edge of the
frontier of Australian history through the turbulent first 75 years
of the 20th century. A woman warrior for Indigenous people, she tolerated
no cover-up by individuals, society, governments or the law.
* * * * *
With a meticulously researched, absorbing verse narrative, Colleen Keating
brings Olive Muriel Pink’s significant, neglected history to life with distinctive,
beautiful imagery. In powerful lyrical stanzas, she tells the story of Olive’s struggle
for recognition as a female anthropologist, her life-long work for the rights
of the Warlpiri and Arrernte people she loved and lived among, and the creation
of her arid garden. ‘High on a camel swaying to and fro /with a straight back
and a broad smile / Olive rides into her future.” Olive’s persistence, her triumphs
and her passion for justice make for uplifting and compelling reading.
– Pip Griffin, poet
Olive Pink is one of Australia’s unsung heroines. In this original and
deeply moving biographical verse novel, Colleen Keating enables Olive Pink’s
experiences with Aboriginal people in Central Australia to emerge with
sensitivity, intellectual curiosity, understanding and grace. It is a triumph
for reconciliation and will surely enter the annals of Australian literature.’
– Emeritus Professor Lyndall Ryan AM FAHA
A play, a dance, books, a proposed film, an opera and now a wonderful
narrative poem by Colleen Keating. I wonder what Miss Pink would think
about all this attention – her battles and passions appreciated at last!!
– Dr. Gillian Ward, Curator and author
Olive Pink’s life floats off the page – very much the character I’ve come
to know and admire while translating her experience into music across
this past decade. Colleen Keating gives us a seriously beautiful work
based on research that brings Olive vividly to life. It is wonderful
to see the astonishing story of this Australian woman Olive Pink,
given the attention she so deserves. Such a visionary.
– Emeritus Professor Anne Boyd AM Composer of the Olive Pink Opera
An invaluable and powerful addition to the story of Australian women who
lived their lives working for equality and social justice. A joy to read.
– Elizabeth Keating-Jones MA
Lockdown Walk No 13 Out to the trig station and back
Out to the Trig station and back
the coddled clouds
were part of a gentle day
their feather touch
calming
even the horizon misty
a moist lightness on the sea air
the path soft and established
with sandstone built sides
the only reason we have hesitated
before
is the steep gradients of ups and downs
today it seemed right to tackle
I expected wildflowers at their best
a past memory was a gathering
of flannel flowers
we met a back-burn
dry acrid smell
black ashen ground
the air tasted acerbic
it harshened my breath
agony of past summer fires
miniture here
reminded me of loss
of absence
yes nature survives fire
yes banksia uses heat to propagate
yes it can prevent wild-fire destruction
but here I stood before empiness
my mind spinning
will the flannel flowers return?
will the flying duck orchids
break this hard dry barren place?
all I can say
I grasped for answers
only when I got past this area
did they come
in colours and patterns
resilience and belief in renewal
Lockdown walk No 12 Spring today by Colleen Keating
Spring today opens
curious with the willy wag tail’s
chit-chat that encourages our walk
golden as sun-lit candles of banksia bushes
awaiting the honeyeaters
green as unfurled fronds of fern
basking in morning sun
bright as the morning glory
spangling across the dunes
colourful as the wildflowers
bursting forth amidst the scrub
secretive as the hollow in the old iron-bark
where two lorikeets hover
joyful as the magpie’s warble
from a high branch of the river gum
cantankerous as the territorial fights
amongst the bird gangs
busy as the scrub turkey scratching
up its mound
cheeky as the cheep-cheep
in answer to its partners sharp whip-crack
determined as the strait backed flannel flowers
preparing to blossom on time
delicious as the fish and chips
we enjoy together by the beach
wide-eyed as the one with sea-blue eyes
I wonder with, walking spring today
Lockdown Walk No. 11 featuring the Sensory Gardens on Tuggerah Lake
A joint project of Wyong Shire Council and Lions Club The Entrance, located at Terilbah Reserve, The Entrance North. The gardens are filled with native trees and plants, a viewing platform overlooking the beautiful Tuggerah Lakes pathways, bridges, restful seats and all weather shelters.
A special feature of the garden of course is the sensory aspect. One is able to feel, touch and smell the many aromas and textures of the Australia Bush. The colours of the Banksias , grevilleas and the three types of wattles I discovered
Our picnics are very relaxing
And some of the birds that came up closer enough for us to observe each other
Spoonbills, heron, cormorant , pelican, egrets, ducks, honey eaters.
Lockdown walk No. 10, Under-cliff rock platform by Colleen Keating
Under-cliff Rock Platform
A low tide walk
to explore the rock platform
snugly hidden
under the grassy cliffs
of Crackneck Lookout.
On the steep walk down
a whip bird song accompanied us
darting in and out of the foliage
with a clear sharp whip
content with an instant cheep-cheep reply
down on the beach
under the undercut of the cliff
through sand and rock and bush
scrub and mangroves
there was a salty feel to the day
out on the rock platform
we found a viewing spot
behind us the high projecting
grassy headlands
before us waves rolled in
dashing with jubilant spray
against the rocks
suddenly we were
the only two people in all the world<
the wide vista of horizon
like long arms curled around us
we relaxed into our oneness
into a cone of happiness
with permeable membrane
that allowed the real world to lean in
crashing of waves, rolling ofocean
then from out of a rock pool
a white-faced grey heron
like a mystic appeared
we accepted it as gift
namasté
our hearts as light as
lifting grey wings
At home I pondered once again the quote that has been tacked to my office wall for years
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.’ We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. Marianne Williamson
Launch of Olive Muriel Pink: her radical & idealistic life by Colleen Keating
BOOK LAUNCH
Sun September 19 @ 11:00 am
ALL WELCOME FREE EVENT
GINNINDERRA
PRESS
warmly invites you to the launch by
Emeritus Professor Andrew Hede PhD
of the book
OLIVE MURIEL PINK
Her radical and idealistic life
by Colleen Keating
Venue: Olive Pink Botantic Garden
Stay for lunch at the Bean Tree Cafe with the author and buy a signed copy.Later join us for a Pioneer Walk in the garden and learn more of Olive Pink with the curator of the park Ian Coleman
ENQUIRIES: COLLEEN KEATING touchstoneten@gmail.com
Looking for Olive. Member’s Talk at SWW on Olive Muriel Pink by Colleen Keating
THE SOCIETY OF WOMEN WRITERS NSW Inc.
LITERARY EVENT
WEDNESDAY 8TH SEPTEMBER 2021
I .00 PM–2.15 PM
ZOOM FOR TWO WONDERFUL SPEAKERS
MEMEBER SPEAKER – COLLEEN KEATING
Looking for Olive – the radical and idealistic life of Olive Muriel Pink
by Colleen Keating
Colleen, author of five poetry books with Ginninderra Press and 5 poetry chap books with Picaro Poets will talk about the inspiration, development and publication of her latest book, A Poetic Journey with an Australian women Olive Muriel Pink . Colleen first became curious after visiting the Olive Pink Botanical Garden in Alice Springs on a holiday and unable to find local information about Olive. Back home she became immersed in the passions and struggles of Olive Pink’s story, a pioneer Australian woman of the first half of the 20th century.(1884-1975). Here was a justice warrior, an advocate for the rights of the Indigenous people, a trained anthropologist, artist, gardener, botanist and curator. And one whose song needs to be sang.
KEYNOTE SPEAKER – JULIE JANSON
A woman writer’s journey – the restorative justice of writing Australian Indigenous themes
by Julie Janson
Keynote speaker – Julie Janson: A woman writer’s journey – the restorative justice of writing Australian Indigenous themes
Julie is a Burruberongal woman of Darug nation, Hawkesbury River NSW. She grew up with an Aboriginal father and mother of English descent in Boronia Park, Sydney.
She is a teacher, artist, novelist, playwright and poet, and a recipient of the Oodgeroo Noonuccal Poetry Prize and the Judith Wright Poetry Prize.
Julie’s published novels are The Crocodile Hotel (Cyclops Press 2015), The Light Horse Ghost (Nibago 2018) and Benevolence (Magabala 2020). This latest novel will be published by Harper Collins in USA and UK 2021.
In a career as a playwright, Julie’s plays have been produced in Australia, Indonesia and USA:
* Two plays-Black Mary and Gunjies (Aboriginal Studies Press 1996)
* Gunjies, nominated for an AWGIE
* The Crocodile Hotel, nominated for Patrick White Award and Griffin Award
* Black Mary produced by Company B Belvoir St Theatre 1997
* The Eyes of Marege, Sydney Opera House Studio, Adelaide Festival Centre 2007 and Makassar, Sulawesi
Julie was fortunate to present at the Adelaide Writers Festival 2021, Bendigo Writers Festival 2021 and Byron Bay Writers Festival.
She has also experienced Asialink Literature Residencies Indonesia 2000, 2003; Varuna residency; Tyrone Guthrie Writing Residency, Ireland 2006; Australia Council BR Whiting Residency Rome 2013; Listowel Ireland Writers Festival and Belfast Book Week 2016.
To book and pay:
$10 members, $15 non-members
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or by direct debit:
The Society of Women Writers NSW Inc
BSB: 062 018
Account: 00950433
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