This One Time: Under Bunjil’s Watchful Gaze
Before I begin, I would like to pay my respects to the Elders, past, present, and emerging of the Wurundjeri and extend this out to …
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Lost in the City
“I used to live in Pakenham.” She spat the first syllable of the place out. She said it with a certain shock like she could …
Song of My Husband After Encountering an Unspecified Animal During His Night-time Run
Verse:I’d never even heard of wildPanthersIn the hills before, I grew up in CanberraSo how could I have imagined itWhen I didn’t know theStories? Chorus:I …
Of Mothers and Daughters
A forest path, damp after spring rains. The sky overhead a cornflower blue, speckled with soft drifts of cotton wool cloud. Sunshine filtering through tall …
Notes on a Tragedy
These are the thoughts of my eight year old son upon watching Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet (1996); Romeo is a dumb name. Explosions are …
Observations
I love to sit and watch the world go by, watch the people as they come and go, going about their business. It’s so much …
Mouth
The baby stared, as babies do. A look of disbelief in its shiny dark eyes. A look that verged on outrage and those eyes were …
Welcome to Venice
Just the other day, I woke up dreaming of Venice. To be truthful, that place of wonder had been on my mind already for a …
Nanna, Fanta and Withering Looks
“Oh dear, I think we might be lost,” says Nanna. Poppy wakes from her daydeam and turns sharply to her grandmother. The faint ghost of …
The Wall
I’ve tried to have this conversation in different ways many times. You need notice, you’ve told me that – need to be prepared. So I …