I confused "meaninglessness"
with "nothingness", saw a gap
between what was left behind,
and what there is, now,
a migrant's perspective,
but she's still there,
pulling it all together,
her own narrative, alongside
th traditional dreamtime stories,
her bark painting heritage
public displays of empathy,
call it, whatever,
rhythms of being, mayilimiriw,
meaningless, what's felt,
intimately, in Yirrkala, Nyapanyapa
paints, she says, to please herself
oh, wonderful!
ReplyDeleteShe's an amazing painter...some of her paintings are currently on show in Melbourne, at ACCA
ReplyDeleteYES! Good one! and meaningful!!
ReplyDeletethank you... hard poem to write!
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