Hazel Hall
Asleep a tanka string from Shady Creek, Yarragon, 1952 my cousin slumps like a little kitten fast asleep in this ancient high chair by the wood fire stove skin like milk and bare legs dangling when awake his starry eyes ignite…
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Milk of the Moment
by HAZEL HALL i stand on the back tray of the old army truck grasping the rail with my sisters and cousins singing Uncle has wound his window up — cans are roped beside me the tray is earth, and…
Heartland
by HAZEL HALL I am here a penthouse in carpeted splendour and I long for the old house with floorboards that creak. The views are expansive and sunsets breath-stealing, and I crave for that flush of an apricot dusk. This…