Lisa Bellear Poems
- Women's Liberation Talk to me about the feminist ...
- Beautiful Yuroke Red River Gum Sometimes the red river gums ...
- To No One: And Mary Did Time Dear someone out there who may...
- Poor Pretty Polly Brokern again like a bad bad feeling that ...
- Message Failed INDIGENOUS: Our lands are here to ...
- Final Warning Our Elders, Olders, respected warriors have ...
- They Named Me King Billy Hated wearin’ shoes, makes no sense ...
Lisa (Marie) Bellear (born, Melbourne, Victoria, 2 May 1961 – died, Melbourne, 5 July 2006) was an Indigenous Australian poet, photographer, activist, spokeswoman, dramatist, comedian and broadcaster. She was a Goernpil woman of the Noonuccal people of Minjerribah (Stradbroke Island), Queensland. Her uncles were Bob Bellear, Australia's first Indigenous judge, and Sol Bellear who helped to found the Aboriginal Housing Corporation in Redfern in 1972.
Bellear was adopted into a white family as a baby and was told she had Polynesian heritage . As an adult she explored her Aboriginal roots.
Bellear died unexpectedly at her home in Melbourne. She was 45 years ... more »
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Talk to me about the feminist movement,
the gubba middle class
hetero sexual revolution
way back in the seventies
when men wore tweed jackets with
leather elbows, and the women, well
I don’t remember or maybe I just don’t care
or can’t relate.
Now what were those white women on about?
What type of neurosis was fashionable back then?
So maybe I was only a school kid; and kids, like women,
have got on thing that joins that schemata,
like we’re not worth listening to,
and who wants to liberate women and children
what will happen in an egalitarian ...