There is a mature woman walking week-days in the city, whose name is Xenon Trun, and whose thoughts are those in pure light. When she moves on the streets she radiates and it is in all, she in whom the realm of life takes its stand; she who dwells in those who walk with her […]Read more "Her Thoughts Disperse when the Pedestrian Lights Turn Green"
A poor young man with only a year 12 education got a job in an accounting firm in Hobart as a clerk, where he worked hard for two years to perform the role. He then came into property, and aware of his social status, he was determined to improve it. He went to the local […]Read more "The Shaman in the Tasmanian Bush"
Dead Faith It is the custom of a town To allow a mock priest To dispense sacraments And bless the poor And pray for prosperity So that God would look kindly on the town, And when the real priest returns He is expected to continue the good work. The villagers ask the question; what […]Read more "The Dance of the Money Swans and other 100 word vignettes"
The Smiths had stayed in their camp beneath Cradle Mountain in Northwest Tasmania for almost six months, during which time they built their Huon pine ladder to the bridge which is to take them across the world. At last the clouds over Cradle Mountain cleared and it was the moment the Smiths began their journey. […]Read more "The Bridge to Tragedy"