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y separately published work icon Skin Painting selected work   poetry  
Issue Details: First known date: 2007... 2007 Skin Painting
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Contents

* Contents derived from the St Lucia, Indooroopilly - St Lucia area, Brisbane - North West, Brisbane, Queensland,:University of Queensland Press , 2008 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
This Place That I Know Welli"This place that I know well has many aspects-", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 26)
My Best Friend Vicky and I Were Invited to the Minister's Place for Teai"he said we would be eating fish fingers", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 27)
Some Memory Paintings Are Suitable For Public Displayi"Some memory paintings are suitable for public display in the mornings when we walk to school", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 28)
Before Lutanda My Father Taught Us About Bush-Tuckeri"we picked up emu eggs", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 29)
Sometimes I'd Buff My Shoes Until I Was Mesmerisedi"Sometimes I'd buff my shoes until I was mesmerised by the sound of the coarse bristles", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 30-31)
My Father Gave Me a Camerai"My father gave me a camera and I photograph my sister and her friend", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 32)
The Adults at Lutanda Ran Our Little Livesi"The adults at Lutanda ran our little lives scheduled, rostered, ordered", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 33)
My Mother Knitted Herself a Yellow Jumperi"My mother knitted herself a yellow jumper and wears when she visits", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 34)
The Tree-Lined Street Where My Guardian's Lover Livedi"The tree-lined street where my guardian's lover lived is close to the water on Sydney harbour", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 35-36)
Sometimes We Would Knock and Knock but the Door Stayed Shuti"Sometimes we would knock and knock but the door stayed shut my guardian's strong fist", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 37-38)
Father Gained Custody of Me and My Siblingsi"Father gained custody of me and my siblings we had lived at Lutanda for nine years", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 39)
Now I Am Fifteen, I Am Living With My Fatheri"Now I am fifteen, I am living with my father", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 40)
My Father Is Waltzing Me around the Lounge Roomi"My father is waltzing me around the lounge room teaching me to dance for the school formal", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 41)
At Seventeen I Moved into the Anonymity and Solitude of Sydneyi"At seventeen I moved into the anonymity and solitude of Sydney and purchased my first wedding band for forty cents.", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 42)
Revered In Her Church Community, the Step-Grandmotheri"Revered in her church community, the step-grandmother allowed me to live", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 43)
Have You Ever Stood on the Edge of Your Country and Wondered Where You Belong?i"When you tread the coastline you tread the edge of your", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 44)
I Am Twenty, Homeless and Restlessi"I am twenty, homeless and restless I fly to another country.", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 45)
Husband Number One Tells Mei"Husband number one tells me that when he looks at me", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 46)
Husband Number Onei"Husband number one works on his father's farm", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 47)
My Culture and My Place Were Things I Did Not Know How to Reachi"My culture and my place were things I did not know how to reach I wandered from country to country", Elizabeth Hodgson , single work poetry (p. 48)
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