Edwin Lee Mulligan

'Sun poem' by Edwin Lee Mulligan | States of Poetry WA - Series Two

States of Poetry Western Australia - Series Two • 27 November 2017

Taking on a transformation as an eagle and in that formation I was traveling within the cloud dust: and within the cloud dust there were small balls of lights. They were so small, as small as the smallest grain of sand. I myself was one of many divided as a matrix, scattered throughout and far reaches of the universe. We were all moving and weaving continually as if someone was making a dress out ... (read more)

'Dungkabah' by Edwin Lee Mulligan | States of Poetry WA - Series Two

States of Poetry Western Australia - Series Two • 27 November 2017

There’s two points of view about country, there’s a whitefella way of looking at country: seeing country as commodity, things they can take from the land and what they can make of it that can be useful. In my country there’s a lot of minerals. From diamond, gold, copper, oil, you name it. It’s all there for the taking. There is also uranium and gas. This country is very rich they say. But ... (read more)

'Blanket story' by Edwin Lee Mulligan | States of Poetry WA - Series Two

States of Poetry Western Australia - Series Two • 27 November 2017

Sleeping under a blanket, half asleep, I wrapped myself tightly, feeling the warmth after a cold night. I thought I was in a dream and wished it would be a good one. And as I spoke to myself about what this generation had to do with me, and the purpose in this life I’ve been given, all of a sudden I went into a deep dream. It happened so fast, it was like being sucked into a tunnel through a vac ... (read more)

'Jimadilung' by Edwin Lee Mullian | States of Poetry WA - Series Two

States of Poetry Western Australia - Series Two • 27 November 2017

It’s been years and it’s never been raining, a sign of weather patterns at work in the creamy blue skies. An elder looked up and noticed a single cloud formation appeared. It was going towards a significant place. The cloud was very small and very dark and yet it still didn’t rain. On this earth we walk the grassy plains with sun bleached sensitive skin sucked up by the heat, and with this ... (read more)

'Crocodile' by Edwin Lee Mulligan | States of Poetry WA - Series Two

States of Poetry Western Australia - Series Two • 27 November 2017

Once upon a time the crocodile was a human being. And then one day, one particular day his heart became hard and when his heart became harder, his flesh became hard and when his flesh became harder his skin became hard, and when his skin became harder it transformed into the scales on his back, deeply cut wounds that have never been healed. He developed a taste for blood, he ripped open his stoma ... (read more)