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y separately published work icon The Spirit of Kuti Kina : Tasmanian Aboriginal Poetry anthology   poetry  
Issue Details: First known date: 1990... 1990 The Spirit of Kuti Kina : Tasmanian Aboriginal Poetry
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Contents

* Contents derived from the Hobart, Southeast Tasmania, Tasmania,:Eumarrah Publications , 1990 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Brother Babeli"I went to Babel Island years ago,", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 37)
The New Breedi"Black bureaucrats, the new breed, from where do they come,", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 39)
The Franklin Riveri"Still, the water,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 40)
The Dreamtimei"Images blurring with time,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 41)
Forty Thousand Years of Survivali"It is not 200 years of settlement", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 42)
The Old Grey Black Gentleman (to Errol Brown's Memory Deceased 1982.)i"He was usually there through consequence of folly,", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 43)
Old Co'esi"He had been there all his life, at the Corner", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 45-46)
A Dreamtimei"Schools teach from text of things not true, of Tasmanian Aboriginals.", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 47)
A Lesson in Historyi"The child sits at his desk,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 49)
Endless Waitingi"Eyes forlorn,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 51)
A Brief Encounteri"A toddler sits,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 53)
Memoriesi"Haunting music fills the room,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 55)
Blood Lusti"Australians you now call yourselves,", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 55)
An Unemployed Youthi"Sleepily, I open my eyes,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 57)
One Room Shacki"The one room shack up in the scrub", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 58)
Nature's Warfarei"Brown, golden leaves tumbling,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 59)
The Expertsi"They come to our people and ask,", Jim Everett , single work poetry (p. 60)
Reflectionsi"Old age is approaching so they say,", Karen Brown , single work poetry (p. 61)
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