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Day One
IV. TOWN GOSSIP
16. Saving The Town
My cousin said, "Chronicle the town, it's on its last legs."
Dad said, "We're finished up 'ere, the land is dead."
Like the grey kangaroos in the drought.
They'd rather starve than travel.
They stop in the grey country.
Whereas red kangaroos stop in the red country,
but they're all shot out.
The culture's gone. Smashed glass stamped in.
The rabbits have even deserted Bre & have gone to populate Tarcoon.
The kooris had an art exhibition. They're trying to revive their culture.
Dictionaries of the old Muruwari language on sale at the newsagency.
But no postcards of Brewarrina, just one of North America.
In a land that throws up its dust beneath the hooves of sheep.
I think, more art exhibitions, more language, more culture, quick. |
