by JUDE AQUILINA Like an old movie played backwards the building stones have flown back up, walls regrown, verandah posts standing tall again; timber floored rooms restocked with furniture. History’s ebbing tide has brought the dead back to shore, old…
by JUDE AQUILINA Below the hummock patchwork fields held together with barbed wire stitches. Wind riffles green stalks in watery waves like crushed velvet curtains closing at a country hall. The road winds down between green paddocks like spilt black…
by JUDE AQUILINA Streets are lined with proud facades, window-eyed clad in fluted iron, or stone patterned tin, raising bullnosed brows and peaked caps to tourists and trucks – for time does not weary them: the Trust keeps them corrugated.…
Jude Aquilina’s poetry, stories and articles are published across Australia and abroad. She is the author of several poetry collections, including Knifing the Ice and On a moon spiced night (Wakefield Press). Jude teaches creative writing and is a member of International PEN and…
