Notes from a Cronulla homecoming Yearning for the places of our youth we followed a path held permanent in our hearts. What we found was as impermanent as the thawing tundra, our favorite pub rebuilt into high rise condos. Skateboarders wheeled down Cronulla’s Esplanade, reckless, and in tune with their own celestial music. No doubt the universe is speeding up, with yesterday’s longings filling the emptiness for those left behind. Tonight the news reports two white pointers consumed a humpback calf off Kurnell, churning the whale-bloodied sea into burgundy froth; And we who once danced before bonfires on the beach…
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