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Barrina South

Barrina South is a Barkindji artist, poet and critic. In 2023, her short story Family Tree was adapted for the stage by the Mill Theatre, Canberra and she was commissioned to write an ekphrastic poem for the National Gallery of Australia. Her work has featured in Rabbit, Authora Australia, Cordite Poetry Review, Kuracca anthology, The Rocks Remain: Blak Poetry and Story anthology plus Duniyaadaari and Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, both based in Kolkata, India. Barrina was awarded a 2024 Varuna First Nation fellowship and a judge for the 2024 ACT Book of the Year. Later in the year Barrina will present a paper at the International Symposium on Poetic Inquiry in New Zealand on the experience of being part of the Korean program and her debut collection of poetry will be published in September 2024. Barrina’s first piece of writing for 2025 will be an essay in the Griffith Review.

‘In the night air by the smoke’: Amelia Walker in Conversation with Barrina South

I also want to acknowledge Ngunawal and Ngambri people and recognise that I live and write on their unceded sovereign lands.

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Oak Trees and Gum Trees

modest conversations with interruptions static broken sentences and silence I ask her to read to me 100 poems by 100 poets she does while tying crystals to my ankles I sink like a ghostly shipwreck settled on the ocean floor …

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Weereewaa

respectfully yuma weereewaa filled from the rain lost under the sun restricted flow shallow but with a deep history evidence suspended in the silt pollen and ash worked stone eagles circle, watching lake’s large mouth, calls it’s tongue licks at …

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Oak Trees and Gum Trees

modest conversations with interruptions static broken sentences and silence I ask her to read to me 100 poems by 100 poets she does while tying crystals to my ankles I sink like a ghostly shipwreck settled on the ocean floor …

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Paper boats

at dusk we launch paper boats with the free-flowing words inscribed in charcoal last of the daylight allows us to watch them set sail into the night we wait for the water to swallow them solace knowing our words would …

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