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THIS IS A PLACE OF SIGNIFICANCE

This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
What ancestral being passed this way?
What happened here on a Dreamtime day?

Did the spring explode from the Earth,
Gushing upwards for all its worth?
Was that the reason for ceremony?
For I know about a corroboree.

This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
We followed the dusty Bourke and Hall Road
Across the causeway our tyre treads showed.

What song line played its way through here?
What Dreaming ancestor did appear?
Was it a snake whose mark we see?
Is that why there was a corroboree?

This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
Have our tyre tracks caused you pain,
Opened up old wounds again?

Entrusted to treat this place with care
Our photos captured the beauty there
The faded lines beside the spring
A sharpening groove so the axe would ring.

This is a place of significance
None of us came here by chance.
Here the life force can be found
In the water’s constant sound.

© Jim Low

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The Music of Dane Zanes and Friends

I have just returned from a week in Melbourne, visiting my daughter and her family. Last year my two year old granddaughter Eloise introduced me to one of her favourite performers, Dan Zanes. She had attended two of his concerts and when staying for Christmas shared her DVD and CDs of this American singer. I was hooked and said that if he ever visits again, count me in.

This year Dan Zanes and his band of friends were invited back to Melbourne for the International Arts Festival. So down the Hume Highway I journeyed to attend two concerts. We actually had a bonus as Dan and his friends opened the festival with a free evening concert and we happened to see their sound check for this as well.

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