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Issue Details: First known date: 2017... no. 149 2017 of Island est. 1990- Island
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'Eighteen months ago, at the fag end of a mild New South Wales winter, I moved with my family from the Blue Mountains outside Sydney to South America : Chile first, then Argentina, and ultimately Easter Island, to research a book about my family. They were Scottish merchants, those forbears, Wee Free Protestants with a Bible in one hand and an account ledger in the other. Who set up business in Valparaiso, Chile, in the mid-nineteenth century and then went about becoming rich.'  (Editorial)

Contents

* Contents derived from the 2017 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Sea Wolves, Bruce Pascoe , single work essay

Three hours before dawn, twenty five naked men crouched and shivered in the blasted heath of Baran Guba, an island off the south coast of New South Wales. The massive granite plinths of Guruwul, the whale and Narangga, the shark, loomed against the black sky and the sea wolves howled. (Introduction)

(p. 9)
Anna Kareninai"As the train's breath scoops her up,", Philip Neilsen , single work poetry (p. 25)
She Was a Mugavini"She was a Mugavin before she was an O'Keefe.", Brendan Ryan , single work poetry (p. 26)
Brick Kiln Workersi"dozing in hammocks, scrolling on iphones", Brendan Ryan , single work poetry (p. 27)
Xenoni"Xe-na Warrior Princess said 'Mother I am a lunatic with lethal combat skills' he pacifist", Jordie Albiston , single work poetry (p. 28)
Argoni"Ari-stotle said 'the sun moving as it does sets up processes of change & becoming & decay", Jordie Albiston , single work poetry (p. 29)
When We Were Eight Together, Luke Johnson , single work short story

'I should have known straight away, the second I spotted him in the doorway. He was dressed in his dirty blue mechanic's overalls and standing very straight. he never stood this straight. Mum was always chipping him for slouching. 'Maybe if you got off my back,' he used to joke. On this day he didn't look jokey. He looked tall and confused, like a student who had been sent to the classroom on an errand but couldn't remember what it was.' (Introduction)

(p. 30)
Autumnal Teeth, Verity Borthwick , single work essay

'Some people call them milk teeth, or baby teeth, though the scientific term is deciduous teeth. Deciduous, I think of the forest in autumn. An x-ray of a child's head is not so beautiful. Crammed with far too, any teeth, all the cavities and empty spaces of the skull crowded with them; they lie dormant like bulbs beneath a winter soil.' (Introduction)

(p. 34-37)
The Place Where the War Meets, M.T. O’Byrne , single work short story

'A meteor the shape of a fist went past the kitchen window at dinnertime. Its shadow passed over the whole suburb. Dogs cowered and shook beneath tables and cats climbed the folded trunks of curtains. The butter melted and the milk curdled and the peas shrivelled in their bowl. Cars in streets screeched to a halt. All manner if electrical equipment bombinated into life: phones rang, horns horned, radios relayed the static of the big bang and fluorescent lights flickered nervously on and off, on and off, on and off. And then the world went supremely quiet, as if the animate and inanimate alike were vested with the same spirit and knew somehow that something awful was about to occur.' (Introduction)

(p. 38-42)
The Black Spot, Gordon Peake , single work essay

Gordon Peake experiences the lows of the 'trailing spouse'.

(p. 52-57)
South of The Lighthousei"After the ascent through undergrowth", Rosanna Licari , single work poetry (p. 58)
An Ancestry Cut up and Pasted in a Booki"The satellite confirms for the eye", Anne Elvey , single work poetry (p. 59)
A State of Sunflowersi"The campsite owner wore a green t-shirt", Dan Ryder , single work poetry (p. 60)
Nature Boyi"Passing the forgotten turnoff", Stephen Gilfedder , single work poetry (p. 61)
In Chauncy Vale, Brigid Magner , single work essay (p. 68-75)
Stepping Back from the Edge : Reimagining Queenstown, Cameron Hindrum , single work essay

'The cold. For some reason, this I remember above almost anything else. I waited most mornings on the nature strip in front of my house for the bus to school. Te cold had a savagery about it, as if it wanted to mirror the jagged edges of the hills around the town then uncrowded by trees.' (Introduction)

(p. 76-84)
The Miner's Garden, Annette Marner , single work short story historical fiction

'Listen like a miner,' Dad said,  ' and you will always know your way out.'

'Yes,' I said, as if I understood.

I warmed him with broth by the fire. My eyes mapped the mountains of his shoulders and the cracked bowl of his hands hollowed out from the handle of the pick. I saw the dust of blue copper loosen from his fingers.' (Introduction)

(p. 85-87)
Ten Poetic Commandmentsi"You shall have no other gods before Me. I am your Muse, who", Paul Dawson , single work poetry (p. 88-89)
The Cost of Serious Wit, Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work essay

Chris Wallace- Crabbe celebrates the life and works of fellow poet Peter Porter. 

(p. 90-97)
Going Underground, Lara Williams , single work short story

'This bus is rank,' Hamish kicked the cigarette butts in the aisle and caught a glance at Scaghead, who was clinging to the centre rail. They stared at each other for a second and Hamish's eyes watered. 'I don't even want to be on this bloody bus ', he added.' (Introduction)

(p. 103-106)

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