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    Comfort Food
    Comfort Food
    Comfort Food
    Ebook83 pages32 minutes

    Comfort Food

    By Ellen van Neerven

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    Let me tell you with my skin Under the earth we will find Whole lot. It's all of those things. In this fresh and distinctive collection, Comfort Food offers a close inward focus and an exquisite sensitivity which bridge van Neerven's Indigenous and non-Indigenous heritage. The melding of cultural experiences offers access to a unique and vibrant bicultural experience. The textures and sensuality of the poems' imagery create a portrait of a young woman's life and her exploration of body and mind. A stunning poetry debut from an immensely talented author.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherUniversity of Queensland Press
    Release dateMay 25, 2016
    ISBN9780702257247
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      Comfort Food - Ellen van Neerven

      Whole Lot

      family, earth

      dingo, eagle

      fire, food

      Whole Lot

      it’s all of those things

      what we eat comes from our roots

      if we stop sharing there will be nothing

      we start with black

      let it get hold of you

      look at the stars

      or are you afraid to?

      the day shows

      country spread open

      a map of all that was and will be

      don’t forget it

      I’m tracing it to remember

      don’t be scared

      we are not here until we sit here

      we sit in silence and we are open

      there are different kinds of time

      I hope you’ll understand

      sing it

      I want this to be here

      when I leave again

      I’ve been leaving a lot of times

      it doesn’t mean I want to

      there is no easy way to cry

      tell them I’ll be back soon

      when I come back and sit here

      I want to still see Mibunn

      powering through the sky

      let me tell you with my skin

      under the earth we will find

      Whole Lot

      it’s all of those things

      Love and Tradition

      rising sea

      takes and

      breaks into backyards

      to trouble families

      we cannot live

      with the seas in our bellies

      we cannot rest

      with the sea at our legs

      the tide

      is coming

      to stroke

      our dead

      we want to know

      who unplugged

      our island

      of childhood

      island

      of love and tradition

      let them see

      what has gone under

      Pinions

      I want to know what that hawk got in the grass

      What it ate alive

      Long grass where a Fogarty, a Sandy, a Currie walked

      Shining for bones, a boomerang’s hand

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