Second Skin

By | 1 February 2022

When I talk about the
heartbeat
I am talking about that rise and fall
– pregnant with wisdom –

the crest and cavern
that carries us, belonging
to the backbone
that birthed us,
the river red gum
sapped and scared
where bark was stripped

to cradle
salt / seed / snake /
found fruit and other food,
or water otherwise waded through
at high tide.

It is the landscape library,
or what to them
is arid land,
the terra that their cheek and tongue trip over,
their nullius which is to us
our sentient second skin,
mapped
on fingertip
and carried by lip.

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