Description
Walky walky camp
Crackle fire and smoke
now, paperbark trees
Bogie Bogie Creek remembers me.
Fresh water, wait-a-while, caterpillar glue
Gamoi fig, casuarina too.
Back Beach, Pandanus beach
rock: old, sand: new
barks, twigs, tiny little feet
following their elders – by who?
Eyes so red, blood, crocodile eyes, so bright
giddy-giddy
for me, FORBIDDEN SITE
