A tribute to Kevin Cook.
Although she knew it was a joke it still disturbed Dorothy – this clock with only a minute hand. It hung on the wall of the café, mocking time, suspending it forever between one hour and the next. The single hand clicked round and round, pointing to the twelve sets of Roman numerals on the grey, time-faded clock face in a ludicrous journey to nowhere.
Passport, Australiana, Indigenous, travel.
What happens when a struggling author meets a Booker prize winning novelist and poet?
Derek Mortimer with Nigerian writer/poet, Ben Okri, at the Sydney Writers’ Festival. What a great event the Writers’ Festival is, perched on the edge of Sydney Harbour in the old timber wharves, under the shadow of the Bridge, listening to some of the world’s greatest contemporary writers, thinkers and journalists (not all of the latter […]
Australia’s conservatives have buried the black bodies of history but the genocidal past keeps being revealed.
“Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere.” Albert Einstein (1879-1955).
Why, after over 200 years is there still denial of pre and early post-European history?