‘Reflection: Cascades Female Factory, Hobart’

by | 27 May, 2025 | Poem, Poetry

 

Andrew Brion, is a Naarm/Melbourne  poet who published his first book of poetry, Soul Moves, in 2018. Andrew attends VRM and Melbourne Central Quaker Meetings and  is a member of the Quaker Poetry Group. Links to more of Andrew’s work can be found here: 

https://www.facebook.com/andrewbrionpoetry/

https://andrewbrionpoetry.wordpress.com/

 

This poem was written following a visit to the site of the factory where many female convicts,.and often their children, were imprisoned in Hobart. Although few buildings now remain the empty walls and vacant yards ask questions which echo down the subsequent couple of centuries about exactly what happened here.

‘Reflection: Cascades Female Factory, Hobart’

When thee builds a prison, thee had better build with the thought ever in thy mind that thee and thy children may occupy these cells

  • Elizabeth Fry, Social Reformer

 

Crime upon crime.

 

These yards are silent now.

The old walls stand four-square

round paving emptied

of its convicts and catastrophes.

 

But silence speaks.

Has learnt to speak

of seven thousand pasts

once cast immoral; and yet the

 

charge must be colossally misplaced.

Children died here,

innocent and starved.

One in four, they say.

 

II

 

Crime upon crime.

 

Years later, following closure,

Truganini1 was buried

in the old Yard One,

outside the chapel.

 

Later disinterred for a so-called ‘royal’ museum

they toured and displayed her body.

And they said those female convicts

were immoral.

 

Amid the factory paving

Stands a single tree

Within a pot engraved

‘Trukanini Set my spirit free.’

 

III

 

Crime upon crime.

 

Language once spoken on this land

was buried too.

Language which died

along with Truganini.

 

Yet, palawa kani2 roars,

silent no more and resurrected

from its coarse colonial death.

Its spirit is set free.

 

From mountain, up upon kunanyi3,

everything is seen, everything remembered

through shifting mists of tears

for mothers and their children.

 

Crime upon crime.

Set their spirits free.

 

 

1 Truganini (also Trukanini, inter alia) was one of the last speakers of the original Tasmanian languages.

2 Palawa kani is the recovered language of the Tasmanian Aboriginal peoples.

3 Kunanyi is the palawa kani word for mountain and is used specifically to refer to the large mountain set behind Hobart also known as Mt Wellington.

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