As I Was Walking Through The Bush by Nick Coyle
Read the poem here.
The Kongouro From New Holland, George Stubbs, 1773
As I was walking through the bush,
Big sun rolling gold in the gums, I
Met a kangaroo, a big one too
Propped up on shaky arms.
‘Wait, mate,’ he whispered,
Voice flanked by white foam, red
‘Hark you to me, I’ve a secret for thee
Before I’m called home, dead.’
Read the full poem here.
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With the Emerging Writers Festival 29 May 2013
1000 £ Bend
361 Little Lonsdale St
9pm – late
With readings, tomfoolery and music by:
Laura Jean McKay
and more to be announced.
$15 entry with free copy of One Little Room.
The story of Bob Hemple and his Ned Kelly Disneyland on the Hume.
This story initially appeared in issue 3 – The Fade.
Remember this man?
It’s Bob Hemple, proprietor and self-titled ‘Head Dreamer’ of Ned Kelly’s Last Stand, a gothic Australian Disneyland on the dusty Hume Highway. Eddie Sharp covered the story for Ampersand issue 3, The Fade (buy it here for $10).
Tune in to Radio National at 3pm today to hear it, presented by Long Short Story.