The Kite Surfers’ Chorus, Cronulla, 2018 The soprano you hear on Cronulla’s Shark Island as the night falls could only be a benign sea-nymph, a daughter of Nereus, Lord of dark oceans, whose Sirens calling over the waves once led seafarers to their doom, an illuminating fate wandering Odysseus escaped. You heard their four part harmonies from a distance before you observed them sitting on the rocks combing out their hair, their melodies evoking old themes of mermen and mermaids living in the moment, and luring others to release and liberation, temptations as temporary and impermanent as footprints…
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