I’ve neglected you, dear friends, for an unpardonably long time. There’s a reason, though. I’ve been preparing a book of essays for publication and it’s primed and ready to go. The marvelous Ralph Wessman of Walleah Press has put it together, and as usual, he has done a brilliant job. Matt Newton, who features in my pages more than once, took the cover photo – that’s me in the window of the late and sorely missed ‘Joe’ (Jeff) King’s shanty at King’s Run on the Arthur Rive coast. Forgotten Corners is the main title of the collection, and its sub-title is Essays in Search of an Island’s Soul, which is more than a tad saccharine, but certainly conveys the sense of the book.
This is my first book-length publication since Physick: Catharsis and the Natural Things, and I want it to have just as much impact. It’s 17 years’ worth of published essays Continue reading “Forgotten but not forgotten”
Everyone is talking about story. In Hobart, story events are all the go. In a recent Tas Weekend piece Amanda Ducker surveyed the landscape of story events in Hobart. But she missed some of the history. Continue reading “Colour-coding Tasmania’s future”
This paper, published in Island Studies Journal, extends, in important ways, some of the many themes discussed in my 2007 paper, ‘A Phenomenology of Islands’. The paper crucially considers the role of the sea in the construction of a collective island psyche. I think this is a superior paper Continue reading “The Sea, the Sea, Always the Sea…”
This paper was published in the very first edition of Island Studies Journal, and at the time of this posting, remains the most frequently cited paper of all those published in that journal. I spent my final academic years as a committed phenomenologist, and I still am, but don’t let this apparently unfriendly word deter you Continue reading “Islands: Mysterious Things, Eh?”
. Wounded sun, light leaking down.
Winter rules the growling beach, this treacherous
stretch I have trudged, lead-footed, with the dog.
It is ungraspable, a thing of surge and storm,
. of sly, surreptitious shift. Continue reading “Beautiful Firetail”
Published in ‘Silently on the Tide’ (2005)
In any village
Massacres in muddy fields.
Tanks roll here, roll there.
Gentleness of boys. Continue reading “Caucasian Haiku”