Bounty
by Landeg White
DANGAROO Press 1993
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The case is Christian’s mutiny. But your court
won’t stomach that Christian. It smells of
mercy. This tale’s awash like the Bounty’s
bilge with meanings no one wants. We were all there, you
all saw, Adams, black Matthew, gunner Mills,
by Christ, Adam’s mutiny! Jack Adams, John Doe,
every-man-Jack’s mutiny! But your Lords
need a hanging, not this tale rippling
Irishly like a stone in a green lagoon.
I remember the white untidy beach, my head
a washed-up coconut jumping with sandflies.
If my fiddle were jailed and not fathom
five in the Barrier reef singing to catfish
I’d strike up a jig the court martial
would dance to! Michael Byrne, Irish fiddler,
two thirds blind, on trial for my life.
I kissed that maid and went away.
Says she, “young man, why don’t ye stay?”