Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Content
- Preface
- Foreword By John Lucas
- Prologue
- To Tasmania with Mrs Meredith
- On the Right Side of the Earth
- We meet at last
- I've been wanting to ask …
- Dear Mr Simpson
- Taking things in
- A Bummer
- Swanport
- And for the Record
- Fax from Launceston to Michael
- A Hasty Rejoinder
- Something you can't deny
- The Interview
- In Mount Field National Park
- News of a Death
- On the Answering Machine
- In Flowerdale
- Hadn't we the Gaiety?
- About as far as we can go
- Your art Mrs Meredith
- The Princess Theatre, Launceston, 18th October, 1995
- Threads
- Journal entry for Tuesday, 31st Oct.
- Dangerous I know
- A Poem for Wybalenna Chapel
- Making an Exhibition
- A Last Glimpse
- Epilogue
- Melbourne Central Cemetery
- Select Bibliography
News of a Death
from On the Right Side of the Earth
- Frontmatter
- Content
- Preface
- Foreword By John Lucas
- Prologue
- To Tasmania with Mrs Meredith
- On the Right Side of the Earth
- We meet at last
- I've been wanting to ask …
- Dear Mr Simpson
- Taking things in
- A Bummer
- Swanport
- And for the Record
- Fax from Launceston to Michael
- A Hasty Rejoinder
- Something you can't deny
- The Interview
- In Mount Field National Park
- News of a Death
- On the Answering Machine
- In Flowerdale
- Hadn't we the Gaiety?
- About as far as we can go
- Your art Mrs Meredith
- The Princess Theatre, Launceston, 18th October, 1995
- Threads
- Journal entry for Tuesday, 31st Oct.
- Dangerous I know
- A Poem for Wybalenna Chapel
- Making an Exhibition
- A Last Glimpse
- Epilogue
- Melbourne Central Cemetery
- Select Bibliography
Summary
'tis far off,
And rather like a dream than an assurance.
It's odd, love, sleeping in strange beds
twelve thousand miles apart: me Tasmania,
the Artist's Cottage in the Gorge,
where possums scratch the weatherboard,
wake me up at two a.m.; and you
your mother's Berlin flat, the stale smell
of her old habits as what's now left
of her. You phoned tonight
and it wasn't Liverpool but Somewhere Else.
And it's a Star-Trek planet I am talking from.
Yesterday a man plonked an A-to-Z
of where we live down on the table
after a meal, to make me feel at home,
of roasters, lamb, mint sauce.
I had to show the Bootle I was born in,
the Halewood we live in now. Looking down
from Outer Space, There, I said,
my wife's this moment walking the dog.
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- Cutting the Clouds Towards , pp. 42Publisher: Liverpool University PressPrint publication year: 1999