I remember when I saw
what my fathers saw.

These unmade roads
paddocks eaten bare
the box trees rising, triumphantly,
from nowhere.

I remember when I breathed the air
of the land we held, air
sweet and heavy with the soil.
I breathed the freedom of a land
whose horizons were unseen
horizons so far away
we were lost within our own.

You are drawing away, you fathers,
and with you, what the land
held for us.

– Mark Richardson writes at OzConservative, a blog dedicated to Australian traditionalist conservatism, and is the Co-Convenor of the Melbourne Traditionalists. Mark Richardson’s work has also appeared in the print version of The Independent Australian and he is currently working on a book which will be released later this year.

SydneyTrads is the web page of the Sydney Traditionalist Forum: an association of young professionals who form part of the Australian independent right (also known as “non-aligned right”).