Two Kinds Of Silence
by Kathryn Lomer

I would like to sit with you in the depths of black water, up to my neck in it, the pebbles on our tongues, in our palms and pockets, arms around you, hands under you, to lift you up into the living air.

Bold, musical, lively and highly alluring, Two Kinds of Silence invokes not only the splendour of the Tasmanian coastline and high country, but also the fire and reach of imagination, the poignancy of parenthood, and the overwhelming force and consequence of adult love.