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    On Roll the Days
    On Roll the Days
    On Roll the Days
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    On Roll the Days

    By Susan-Gaye Anderson

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    A collection of poems about joy and grief, ugliness and beauty in the lives we all lead. We walk down the street, sit in a room with someone. And there it is, a voice inside you, paring back the truth. Is that a poem? For me, it is. We write so as not to forget.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDebbie Lee
    Release dateFeb 4, 2020
    ISBN9781760418526
    On Roll the Days
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    Susan-Gaye Anderson

    Susan-Gaye Anderson pioneered as a celebrated television presenter in the early days of Australian television, primarily on The Tarax Show with GTV 9. During the 1980s, Anderson worked as a professional freelance writer. Her work included feature biographi- cal articles on prominent art professionals for The Age newspaper and regular feature articles for Home Beautiful magazine. Anderson has since published poetry and short stories in various Australian anthologies. She has had stage plays produced and workshopped in Melbourne and Sydney theatres, including Theatreworks, La Mama, Malthouse, Fortyfivedownstairs Theatre and Griffin Theatre.

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