Tim Heffernan

6 Aya Mansour Translations by Haider Catan and Tim Heffernan

They didn’t allow me to collect the remaining perfume of my child, to arrange and hold it in my nose.

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Kerb side collection

Take the broken things from the side of the road the rotted cedar setting the tippling tables the cathode ray tv the rusted chair the torn fabric the fallen angels the terracotta pots. Take the broken things from this derelict …

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Radiant (1959)

The summer dust storms shroud my mother as she labours with this the end of the sixth decade pregnancy. A year earlier Maralinga rains settled on South Australian soil. Now Strontium 90 is lifted and dumped as soiled westerlies finger …

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