Oodgeroo Noonuccal

Photograph of Australian aboriginal poet Oodgeroo Noonuccal

Indigenous people bear witness to their ancient customs and ceremonies.

Today we note the birth date of Oodgeroo Noonuccal (born Kathleen Jean Mary Ruska) (November 3, 1920 –September 16, 1993) Aboriginal Australian political activist, artist and educator, who campaigned for Aboriginal rights.

She wrote many books, beginning with We Are Going (1964), the first book to be published by an Aboriginal woman.

Where Are We Going

They came in to the little town 
A semi-naked band subdued and silent 
All that remained of their tribe. 
They came here to the place of their old bora ground 
Where now the many white men hurry about like ants. 
Notice of the estate agent reads: 'Rubbish May Be Tipped Here'. 
Now it half covers the traces of the old bora ring. 
'We are as strangers here now, but the white tribe are the strangers. 
We belong here, we are of the old ways. 
We are the corroboree and the bora ground, 
We are the old ceremonies, the laws of the elders. 
We are the wonder tales of Dream Time, the tribal legends told. 
We are the past, the hunts and the laughing games, the wandering camp fires. 
We are the lightening bolt over Gaphembah Hill 
Quick and terrible, 
And the Thunderer after him, that loud fellow. 
We are the quiet daybreak paling the dark lagoon. 
We are the shadow-ghosts creeping back as the camp fires burn low. 
We are nature and the past, all the old ways 
Gone now and scattered. 
The scrubs are gone, the hunting and the laughter. 
The eagle is gone, the emu and the kangaroo are gone from this place. 
The bora ring is gone. 
The corroboree is gone. 
And we are going.

--Oodgeroo Noonuccal

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