'a singing tree dancing to a playful breeze, petals strewn on handmade grass pillows, the brand new ‘No!’ from the mouth of a toddler, a swollen river serpenting decades of feud. It is perspective, aspirations, clarity, mystifications, spillage, expositions, scarcity, fragmentations, memorial, variations. It is nonchalant, welcome, poised, uncanny, myriad, wistful. It is a moment by the seaside at St Kilda Beach, luminescent sand between our toes, the poetics of a dawn tide pivotal to our playground, the hush of you and me in the whirligigs of the sea, our anxious thrill at the cusp of a new literature. A sombre impulse to walk away. It is the yesterdays, todays and tomorrows that make up the everyday vignettes in this chapbook. ' (Publication summary)
