Press the play button above to continue the Parracons Poetry Path!
To continue to the next piece of the Poetry Path, follow the map or instructions at the bottom of the page to the next location and then Click here once you’re at Paramatta Town Hall.
The bum crack of a bum
draws sightlines as flies to flypaper.
Near fatal. With a quick hitch
he turns down the side of Parramatta
Three men in a lunch shop doorway
offer one leg each, feet en pointe
tattooed and muscle-bulb calves
for the predilection of a woman
eating a sandwich at a pavement table.
It’s the judgement of Paris all over again
the lineaments & limbs of Athena
Hera and Aphrodite here
I look up.
A neo-classical muscle man
in bas-relief is having trouble
snapping a bunch of twigs over his knee.
Union is Strength.
As usual the widows and orphans
are nowhere to be seen.
By Miro Bibrough
These dark days
No, this dark place.
Not only memories,
Loved ones die,
May they peacefully rest here,
Life needs to go on,
Yet memories lead me here.
A resting place,
Sadness flushes back.
May God be with you,
Rest in peace,
Lived a life,
Enjoyed or not.
By Pallavi, 14 yrs old
Paramatta Town Hall: To continue to the next historic location on the Parracons Poetry Path, head right, or west, along Macquarie Street and turn left onto Church Street. Follow Church Street South until you reach the Paramatta Town Hall on your left. Once you have reached the Town Hall, click the hyperlink below the video for this page, or at the bottom of the Story City app page to view the art for the Paramatta Town Hall.