Bone Picker
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From the Eyre Highway to the tiled lanes of Lisbon, and the muted Australian suburbs at the beginning of a pandemic, Bone Picker presents vignettes of place and memory that draw on senses of belonging, movement, and conflict. These imagistic glimpses into everyday life and work highlight the beauty and intrigue in the quotidian.
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Bone Picker - Thomas Simpson
1
Marcoola
Cooling after the day-long
drive from Guyra,
the bonnet ticks
slowly, like a dying metronome.
Behind the dunes, night creeps
up the collars of the banksias.
With a drop in light,
the onshore winds bite
sweat of our necks
and backs. The sea smells
sweet after two months
working in an earthy waft
of cow shit on wet grass
and damp leather whips.
I am more comfortable
dragging my feet
through the dry white sand
still warm on the surface.
You keep your boots
on, ambivalent, rolling
a cigarette. Tucked into
the steep rise of the dune,
between the saltbush and aloe,
we take long swigs
from a jug
of tawny. Our severance
package. Unfazed
by planes descending
into Maroochydore airport,
a small flock
of black-tailed gulls feed
on pippies, moving down the beach
with the wind. They remind
me of the cattle
we drove, licking up great tufts
of grass with muscular
velcro tongues.
With sand in your beard
and tawny forming
a stain on your lip
you say,
I feel good having nothing
at all to do.
Uncle
You sit, grey
like the meals
the nurse pours
down your peg tube.
Under dim hospice light
you show me your entry wounds
blotted with claret
and yellow-brown stains
of disinfectant,
and your healed scars
that melted the muscles
and tattoos on your
back and shoulders. You smile
and show off
these badges of honour.
A consolation prize,
while the doctors
pack it in before your long nap
in the dirt.
Flyscreen
My brother’s feet
leave passing pads
of sweat
on the asbestos veranda.
Late becomes
too late
as we stand
either side of a flyscreen threshold.
He is