Poetry by Carl Hildebrand: “The Trothing Supper”
I O Italy! When winter groweth young and dies, When grim leans gay and dirges merrily, And corpsey-husks late wan burst blossoming, And dip and…
I O Italy! When winter groweth young and dies, When grim leans gay and dirges merrily, And corpsey-husks late wan burst blossoming, And dip and…
Strategic Considerations for Anglo-Australian Identitarians Abstract This paper argues that Anglo patriots should use a dual political-cultural strategy to defend the historic Australian nation and…
In the cool of the night underneath the lamplight in a little wilderness of stray grassland beside the railway line I sense what is left…
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…
“For everything sacred has the substance of dreams and memories, and so we experience the miracle of what is separated from us by time or…
What follows are programme notes for the “Conservative Song” segment of Radio Carpe Diem compiled by Dominik Giemza. The notes were produced for a broadcast…
“How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself at age thirty-eight! His youth belongs to the distant past. Yet the period of memory…