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Settling
Outside and the blue below,the forming and vanishing slits of white:the Pacific Ocean. Always that momentdeep into the fifth...
Ways to kill cane toads
Some mornings come so thick with sleepwe cannot find the stubble on our faces.That first step into a working...
The salesman
Selected for Best Australian Stories 2010MARLY SAT ON the front veranda, waiting. Shaun and Azza had been working on...
The bridal lesson
‘When a woman has her regular flow of blood, the impurity of her monthly period will last seven days, and...
Sunday Sunday
‘Politics is the art of shifting trouble from the living to the unborn.’– George Monbiot‘...let no man talk to me...
The biggest journey
IT WAS AUGUST 1981 and I had returned, after three years, to my first main traveller hangout in Asia....
Bardon, 1949
IN MY MIND'S eye, it all begins with the grass: long, wild-green and waving. Like a head of unruly...
Where is home?
WHEN I GET the urge to be elsewhere, as I sometimes do, it’s often my childhood home, Hong Kong....
Crossings
THE PASSAGE FROM the small island city of Victoria to Vancouver across the Strait of Georgia was a ferry...
Mixing it up in Bennelong
OUTSIDE EASTWOOD VILLAGE Superfresh, a cavernous fruit and vegetable store, a ruddy-faced Italian in a leather apron is spruiking...
O Maker of Distances
A POEM FELL out of a folder marked Creative Writing that was handed to me by the co-ordinator of...
Monday morning in Mernda
When I visited the display homes at Mernda Villages, I was acutely aware that Mernda will be anything but a village once all the sites are sold, the houses built and the homes occupied.
