Three generations of children removed from their mothers. Removal from country, the mother.
Ali Cobby Eckermann finds her country again without knowing she needed it, as if something invisible has drawn her toward it. In her early thirties she also finds her birth mother. She says of that first meeting at Canberra airport with its floral carpet, that as she walked toward her mother who was standing there waiting holding a bunch of flowers, she felt like she was walking knee deep through flowers.
This collection of poetry by Ali Cobby Eckermann, published by Giramondo, is titled Inside my Mother. It is the result of grieving for her mother.
Through the sadness there is the drip, drip, the sounds of country.
Finding the words to weave the story into poetry, what was lost is reclaimed, dignity is restored and meaning takes root, flowers.
http://www.abc.net.au/radionational/programs/earshot/inside-my-mother-ali-cobby-eckermann/7319198
