Ep 163. A map, a memory, a seal

K & I walk the Yarra River while tracking Nam Le’s post-lockdown poem Abbotsford I.

Show notes

“Time, once more, for the big clean-out of winter fittings…”
“Where was I? Dights Falls, right, quick yet, and yet intact…”
“sun full on the red brick wall – sunnies on!”
“Give me the Birrarung’s boozy petrowhiff any day – that special gas smell of brown gleam.”
“(as the wall says) I love you my beans.”