One language among many

Learning to listen to Country

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Wyperfeld National Park, Wotjobaluk Country, October 2019

I PASS A defunct railway siding, the remnant mound like a sleeping animal. Pull up beside a mallee wattle and text my husband, Patrick, to let him know where I am before I go out of range. In my day pack: water bottle, laptop, headphones complete with mic, fruit. If I get lost out here it won’t be easy to find any form of nourishment, and I’m only just learning what plants might quench my thirst.

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Lia Hills

Lia Hills is an award-winning poet, novelist and translator, born and raised in Aotearoa (New Zealand). She is the author of the novels The...

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