🌞   🌛
  • Closure of Russian Consulate in Sydney

    Petition EN5399

    Only 18 days remain for citizens and residents of Australia to sign the e-petition to the Australian Government calling for the closure of Russia’s Consulate in Sydney.

    Please read the petition and add your signature at:

    https://www.aph.gov.au/e-petitions/petition/EN5399

    Thank you

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine #StandWithUkraine #RussiaIsATerroristState

  • A brown Dachshund prances across the road, its tiny legs like springs on the asphalt.

  • On Sunday the Russians killed a girl who’d only lived for 23 days. They also killed her parents, and her brother who was 12 years old. He died in the hospital.

  • At Wynyard the tiny girl squeezes past on her father’s arm. She looks right at me and I wiggle a finger at her. Her mother smiles. The girl is unmoved.

  • Inside the bus, a tiny girl is higher than everyone, squeaking real words as her dad points out the sights.

  • On a slope beside the Harbour Bridge approach two excavators lurk, one above the other.

  • A plump woman stands on the footpath, feet together, back straight. She holds out her phone like a certificate she’s been given at assembly.

  • Neutral Bay. Grind and Dose. Faces at the window.

  • 88 and family decamp at Spit Junction. The girl and two women stand talking. The boy swings his arms.

  • A building site on the Spit. Sheds at the water’s edge and logos, an architect’s name. Yellow barriers floating round a couple of pylons.

  • The bridge is up. Three lights flash in a triangle at the bottom of the hill, but we stop half-way down where a wall of vegetation blocks the light. Alien plants. Scrappy invaders. They’ve captured an orange and white lane marker with a printed message taped around its perimeter. It can’t escape, and no one’s looking for it.

  • ‘Wo-o!’ says a smiley girl with red-hair and freckles. She’s barely reached the top and the bus is lurching away. She grabs a pole and follows her friends. ‘Oh my god.’

  • A girl nearly goes head-first down the stairwell, tripping on her own foot as she crosses the aisle. But her hand grabs the pole and she descends in good order.

  • A young teen girl leans in to hug her mother at the B1 stop in Dee Why. Her hoody has woolly Autumn stripes and a big blue 88.

  • Outside Wills and Wishes, hands clasped, a middle-aged woman stands beside a big red wheely suitcase and a thing that’s fallen, like an expeditionary neck pillow. She wears a white three-quarter jacket and an air of formality.

  • A cabbage moth flies round the distant weeds, but as I approach the window it ducks behind the plastic sheeting.

    I can feel it watching me.

  • A magpie stares at its feet, trying to remember something. With a sigh you can almost feel it turns its head and chooses some floppy thing to shake and drop, to stand on and pull at. Not really feeling it. The magpie pauses. It stares into space, still chasing that elusive thought while something floppy dangles from its beak.

    Exasperated, it tosses its head back and swallows.

  • In the Hawkei, Australia has made
    Air defence for a mobile brigade;
    The Ukrainians bleed
    On their own, but they need
    This equipment, this vehicle, this aid.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine #FreeTheHawkei #StandWithUkraine

  • Prigozhin is mobbed like a star,
    As his President trembles afar;
    With Russians dividing,
    And Putin in hiding,
    The door to the Kremlin’s ajar.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • With Wagner all helter and skelter,
    Poor Putin was starting to swelter;
    So he fled, in his woe,
    Only where could he go?
    Well, the Hague would have given him shelter.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • Two presidents, Slavic by clan,
    Faced a choice when their troubles began;
    The man in Ukraine
    Chose to fight and remain,
    But the sissy in Russia just ran.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • Mr Shoigu, his motives unkind,
    Attacks Wagner in force, from behind;
    Now Prigozhin is manic,
    The boss is in panic,
    And Russia is losing its mind.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • With Russia beginning to smoulder,
    The wind’s getting up, and it’s colder;
    He thought he was clever
    But Putin was ever
    The devil upon his own shoulder.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • In villages, houses, Khruschyovka,
    And yes, in his gilded Rublyovka,
    Putin’s name will be slammed,
    And eternally damned,
    For his malice at Nova Kakhovka.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine

  • Putin doesn’t do ramifications
    When acting upon his frustrations;
    The dam he exploded
    Has duly eroded
    And flooded his fortifications.

    🇺🇦 #Ukraine