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A place for coming back to Stephen Meyrick (A response to Grown Ocean’s ‘O, Revenant’ from Memory Gardens) For commuters aboard the express heading south from the city, holding laptops and grievances close to their chests, or with faces bent intently as they type or they text; for the shoppers with brandboosting bags, who are talking too loudly and talking too much— every evening, this place is a place for coming back to. For the young who, when schooling is over, take flight from the smokestacks and steel mills, and head off as fast as they can for the lights and delights of New York, or of London or Paris; who now look for streams that flow deeper and lives that their children can live— this place lies here waiting, as a place for coming back to. For musicians and artists who once spurned provincial roots, reputation secured on the international stage, now bestowing their benisons, bowing, accepting plaudits from the stay-at-home crowd with a smiling, patronising grace, adulation makes this place a place for coming back to. For Dharawal people—shore-dwellers, eaters of fish— in the hills far away from the sounds that belong to belonging (of the waves and the cry of the gulls on the beach) when they’re done with the stories of Dreaming and meeting with strangers or friends there was always this place—a place for coming back to. And when those who—(like me) through conviction, convenience, or as a lame and pretentious façade—might claim they have no roots reach the road that emerges from forest to show the slow curve of the thumbprint where God pressed the mountain down to the sea— they know in their hearts this is their place for coming back to. 10
Coast Moira Kirkwood I’ve allowed an unravelling and the world seems pleased. High-octane’s so urgent: leisure prefers a lazy purr. My shoulder muscles have taken the night off; the breeze has shimmied up, laid lips on my skin. More pleasing still, I can see from here all the hills head down. 11
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Page 16 and 17: At Bass Point Norm Fairbairn At Bas
Page 18 and 19: The Princes Highway Melanie Weckert
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Page 27 and 28: Letting Go Linda Mcquarrie-Bowerman
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