Angela Costi
Author
Language
English
Description
I can see how I carry Yiayia's war in the ample dunes of my belly, the moment she smelt the guns, she pinched the candle's wick, gathered the startled shadows of her children, flung my baby-mother onto her back and sprinted towards the neutral moon. Migration and the memories of women's traditions are woven throughout these poems. Angela Costi brings the world of Cyprus to Australia. Her mother encounters animosity on Melbourne's trams as Angela learns...