Abstract
I bake on the smooth clay of dried creekbed. Soak in light the colour of sandstone. Sunheavy air. Heat-hushed noon. Stillness, silence, warmth are the things I love. I'm a length of sunpowered muscle, arrowing one way, looping eternally. I love dry country but must drink sometime...' Published in Griffith Review, No. 42, 2013: [199]-[209].
Original language | English |
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Place of Publication | Melbourne, Vic. |
Publisher | Text Publishing Company |
Size | 11 pages |
Publication status | Published - 2013 |