 Beyond Beef Festival, Nimbin, 1992 Image © Elke Anstey | A Day in the Life who did come upon the village of Nimbin in the valley of Mulgum in the dark age of shattered trees and slaughtered beef and banana spray and inbred feudal lords - and the scouts did call and trumpet through the land of this company of rainbow power, of this one altemative way that coursed and curled their clan from the towns and the city-smoke and they supp'd upon the sacred mushroom and slept face-first in the dung; 'twas a band of gypsies playing in the rain and they gave the seed unto each other and they filed the government papers and they moved in cars and vans and sandals and barefoot and bare-breasted upon the land, some came runmng gladly, or madly bent changing names and colours and gods changing the guards into grass castle kings and herbal flings and a free flight of raining forest a moondance of market days of flood and fire and frost, the cascade of sleep the breasting of babies over the hills of the faraway tree; and in the time they turned to find the tweezers to tug the tick from the tip of their dick they had children, and children' s children that grew a coat of many colours about them that waxed in the old wave of their waning Aquarian waters that washed and fed the child that poured the life in the day of a day in the life of Nimbin. David Hallett, poet and musician, Nimbin |