Poem: ‘Remembering Zora Cross, the Love Poet of Queensland’
Harry Cummins, 8 May 1986
A large house across the road was being renovated by a foreign doctor. Aboriginals had lived there. The workmen burned the shabby reminders of their stay on a great bonfire and replaced them with all kinds of olde worlde beauty. There were plaster Virgins for the gate posts, two new gates both faced with lyres. There was...