Transported

Someone’s ancestor,
some convict girl,
spreading her limbs
as wide as an

Australian beach,
searching for
an unbroken spar
in 
the shipwreck of
her life, rolling
on the shore,
seeking comfort
from a man and
peopling the land.

 

(Julian O’Dea)

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