His feet were stubborn
on the frozen path.
He put it into His hand, then
they walked along a bit. The mud
splashed; it was all coming back,
that big cow with a bullet-head
bending over his bed
in a dream. His jaw was swollen
with a bull's eye,
his shadow bunched on the wall.
From the New Issue
Commentary
‘Land rights interrupted?: How Whitlam’s dismissal changed the history of First Nations land repossession’
by Heidi Norman and Francis Markham
History
The Shortest History of Turkey: A candid examination by Benjamin C. Fortna
by Hans-Lukas Kieser
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