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Into the Jacaranda-Garden

‘And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.’ – T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets Laid out lulled in luscious green,  sweet muslin drawing on the breeze Springtime in our courtyard with the jacaranda tree Misty mauve effusive,  Her visitation draws…

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Oakstand: Part II

3. The great Australian emptiness.   First of December 1972                       |                       12pm   The paddocks surrounding Lance had a sense of leopard silence which engulfed him. This land was well-versed in eternity. It made its…

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Oakstand: Part I

Simon: [After a pause, to MAL] I take it you’ll be barracking for Labor tonight? Mal: [Looking at him] Well I don’t anticipate yelling myself hoarse, but I’m certainly hoping for a change of government. I take it we all are?1 • Don’s Party, David Williamson, 1971   1. The left-hand of Oakstand.   28th…

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