Roland Robinson

(1912 - 1992 / Australia)

Poems of Roland Robinson

1. Bees 4/21/2010
2. The Drovers 1/1/2004
3. The Ruined Homestead 4/21/2010
4. The Sermon of the Birds 4/21/2010

Bees

From the hollow trees in their native home
them old fellows cut the honeycomb.
On honey and little white grubs they fed,
'cause them young bees was blackfeller's bread.
That's why they was so mighty and strong
in their native home in Currarong.
An' them old fellers' drink was honey-bul;
honey and water, a coolamon full.
Naked through the bush they went,

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