BANKSIA is a story of destruction and renewal. Man needs war like the bush needs fire. We say, lest we forget and never again, but still we find ourselves drawn inexorably towards the next great conflict.
My father tells a story about life on the farm. He and his father desert a fire front to protect their own house. The next day they are presented with a white feather. My father laughs, but my grandfather, a returned soldier, is humiliated. Yet white feathers stand for peace as well as cowardice. And surrender takes a certain kind of courage. –Lachlan Plain.