Those were the days
When the pines
And the star and the sky
Kept me out of the toaster
That is now the dominant scene
Now the pines are orange not green.
This is the day
When the sky and the star
Hug what's left of the green.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A vivid picture of a bushfire, which seems to happen a lot in Australia. The fire means, of course, that there is not much green left. I'd like to know more, if possible, about the painting. Michael Walker.