A Letter to Joan: An Autobiography, 1962-73Macmillan Company of Australia, 1978 - 182 oldal Continuing autobiography of Australian poet, writer and collector of Aboriginal myths. |
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... lake . ' This is Wolumbula Lake , ' Greg told us . It was almost covered with black swans . ' Why , ' I exclaimed , ' this is the lake my aboriginal friend Percy Mumbulla told me about . He gave me a story about this lake . ' On our way ...
... lake . ' This is Wolumbula Lake , ' Greg told us . It was almost covered with black swans . ' Why , ' I exclaimed , ' this is the lake my aboriginal friend Percy Mumbulla told me about . He gave me a story about this lake . ' On our way ...
173. oldal
... lake . A little peninsula jutted out as I came downhill through the bush . Blue lake water shone on both sides of me . I walked down through dark green orange trees hung with gold globes . I thought that they were like the trees from a ...
... lake . A little peninsula jutted out as I came downhill through the bush . Blue lake water shone on both sides of me . I walked down through dark green orange trees hung with gold globes . I thought that they were like the trees from a ...
176. oldal
... lake , then you will understand why I came here . ' But you insisted that I take you to see Solveig . ' So , ' I told myself , ' you will never learn . You are a fool . How many times have you tried to return to the past , and failed ...
... lake , then you will understand why I came here . ' But you insisted that I take you to see Solveig . ' So , ' I told myself , ' you will never learn . You are a fool . How many times have you tried to return to the past , and failed ...
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