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Author: Susan Fealy

  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    He taught me how to somersault

    • Susan Fealy
    • 15 July 2014
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    Shamed me with his arithmetic, built me a balance beam... Let me practise, practise, practise:My body weighted all its edges, open to his eyes, the air, the sun.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Faith, apples and Peter Steele

    • Susan Fealy
    • 25 June 2013
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    Where were you? Not in the dark car, inside that shrunken space, on its slow glide to the boneyard. Perhaps in the white lineage of your brothers at the altar, or traced on your crucifix — your DNA, your trust.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Past the letterbox, to the cemetery

    • Susan Fealy and Jamie King-Holden
    • 06 July 2010
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    A cracked grey angel .. shadows a snatch of brown weeds .. in a Coke bottle. .. A marble stone reads: .. 'our loving son, died too young' .. he sleeps, snug in clay.

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    One year after Kinglake burned

    • Susan Fealy
    • 09 February 2010
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    Black stumps, capped with snow — no, capped with lime, beside the road, tree ferns, fanning their wing in the sun. A sign: children crossing. The road is so large. The CFA building, those three letters almost the three sides of a cross.

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