This moving bush ballad about the country’s vast interior captures the Australian outback in all its moods. Written by Annaliese Porter when she was only eight years old, this book brings together a gifted, young writer and Bronwyn Bancroftt, one
It dawned on me in a perfectly good manner of speaking that Dodge was dead, that Eliza was not Dodge, I was not Dodge, that what I had not chosen had already changed. I was looking into the hard wet patch of my own reflection. By Jack Cox.