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In her second book of poetry, Bianca Bowers deconstructs and redefines her identity beyond the confines of domesticity while exploring her creative voice and searching for an unattainable sense of belonging as an Australian immigrant.I watch the moon dwarf my bedroom windowand shelter inside a question markWith a mix of poems that are both surreal and grounded in reality, Bowers shifts between the conscious and subconscious, reality and dreams, as she seeks to find passage in a restless landscape.When I find my voice, it muzzles the lark’s chorus...my roots shrivel below the heath,but harebells bloom from my fingertips∼

Take a poetic sojourn on the bridge between dream and reality. In her second book of poetry, Bianca Bowers shifts between consciousness and sleep, reality and dreams, as she seeks to find passage in a restless landscape. "My feet were fused with a 7-lane highway. My spine, dismantled; a map of bones with no instruction." Passage is a surreal and real exploration of the transient spaces that have the power to destabilise our relationships, identity, and sense of belonging. "My ghost beckons me into the misty pines and I follow, like Autumn."