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From: Vol.01 N.02 – Making way for other kind


by Annerliegh Grace McCall

Her eyes are her grandmother’s

opioid blue

—quells storms

the willy willy                 she leaves tranquillity in her wake


Small hands conduct the hot silence

no alpine butterfly can resist

her fingers     wet from the spring

            —a tangerine bracelet


Gravelly gaze                her burning precipice

to walk the crosscut saw

is to leave behind new skin

& old


watershed                     deluge

in her sweet skin

rain                  cloistered heat           

&  squall


a generation is a river bank

    no stock cross her waters


My daughter the debbil debbil

My daughter the stream

Published: July 2014
Annerliegh Grace McCall

is a Melbourne writer. She studies Creative Writing at Melbourne University.

An Australian and international
journal of ecopoetry and ecopoetics.

Plumwood Mountain Journal is created on the unceded lands of the Gadigal and Wangal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people, and to elders past, present and future. We also acknowledge all traditional custodians of the lands this journal reaches.