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ESTERLY COMPETITION ISSUE Award-Winning Short Stories and Poems by Australian Writers Interviews with George MacBeth and Denise Levertov on British and American poetry .... "1 . a quarterly review price two dollars registered at gpo perth for transmission by post as a periodical Category'S' WESTERLY a quarterly review EDITORS: Bruce Bennett and Peter Cowan EDITORIAL ADVISORS: Margot Luke, Susan Kobulniczky, Fay Zwicky CONSULTANTS: Alan Alexander, Sw. Anand Haridas Westet-ly is published. quarterly by the English Deparbnent. University of Western Australia. with assistance from the Literature Board of the Australia Council and the Western Australian Literary Fund. The opinions expressed in Westerly are those of individual contributors and not of the Editors or Editorial Advisors. Correspondence should be addressed to the Editors, Westerly. Department of English. University of Western Australia, Nedlands, Western Australia 6009 (telephone 380 3838). 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WESTERLY Vol. 24, No.2, July 1979 CONTENTS Western Australia 150th Anniversary Literary Competition AWARD-WINNING STORIES Uneasy Rider 7 WENDY JENKINS True Grist 14 TERRY TREDREA Cane Toads 18 PETER MURPHY Memoirs of a small "m" marxist 25 PETER GOLDSWORTHY SELECTED STORIES A Happy Childhood 29 JEAN KENT The Fields Are All White 37 HELEN HUNT A Hot Night 41 GREGORY ANGUS King Wave 43 BARBARA YORK MAIN Celeste 48 MARION CAMPBELL Sizing Things Up for Herself 59 MARGARET ELIOT Grasshoppers 62 ELIZABETH JOLLEY Room With A View 70 STREPHYN MAPPIN AWARD-WINNING POEMS Weekend 74 IAN TEMPLEMAN For Reasons of Remembrance 75 BRYN GRIFFITHS Growing Up Alone 77 ROBERT ADAMSON After A Death 81 JENNIFER STRAUSS SELECTED POEMS Clooneybegge 83 SUE HAMPTON (}oldto~ <:eDletery 84 JILL DWYER Encounter Bay, Winter 86 PETER GOLDSWORTHY Libraries and Readers 88 ROBERT HILLMAN LaDlent for the Loss of ElDls 89 JOHN GRIFFIN A FaDlily Triptych 90 D. VAN ROSS <:omwall in Winter 92 NICHOLAS HASLUCK Bluebeard Re-scripted 95 JENNIFER STRAUSS The Week, a PoeDl 96 K. PALMER Hawk 100 BRYN GRIFFITHS The Spider and the Lace 101 SUE HAMPTON Walls and Neighbours 102 ANDREW MCDONALD Sculthorpe's "Port Essington" 104 I aDl not Welsh 105 T. A. HENRY Seasons 106 AUDREY LONGBOTTOM PERTH INTERNATIONAL POETRY FESTIVAL (}eorge MacBeth Interviewed III TOM SHAPCOTT An Interview with Denise Levertov 119 FAY ZWICKY Notes on <:ontributors 127 <:artoon: BRUCE PETTY Western Australia Sesquicentenary Literary Competition In this issue we publish a selection of stories and poems from the entries for the sesquicentenary competition publicised in previous issues of Wester/y. There were some nine hundred entries, and entries were read under their pseudonyms by at least four readers. The final selection of entries for pUblication involved extensive re-reading and discussion. Quite early one factor emerged, and that was the diffi culty of deciding on a single entry in each class as being in some absolute sense better than others. The variety of form and topic in the short story was clear, though even more experiment here would have been welcomed by the editorial committee, and variety of style, form, and subject was also evident in the poetry. The editorial committee felt that a more realistic, and fairer, approach to the final selection (from much valuable writing) was to divide the awards so that as far as possible acknowledgement was paid to the kind of variety offered. From this point of view we have made the awards that are published here. We have included, in this issue, the work of all those involved in this final consideration, and would like to congratulate all these writers. Westerly is grateful to the Arts and Entertainment Committee of the Western Australia 150th Anniversary Celebrations 1979, who have made possible these awards, and this issue of the magazine. WESTERLY, No. 2, JULY, 1979 5 AWARDS FOR SHORT STORIES BY WESTERN AUSTRALIAN WRITERS: to Wendy Jenkins for her story 'Uneasy Rider' and Terry Tredrea for 'True Grist' 6 WESTERLY, No.2. JULY. 1979 WENDY JENKINS Uneasy Rider I only took the controls of a motorbike once, and slammed my easy riding foot into a post. The bruise turned yellow slowly, then faded out. So did I in a way. It depends how you look at it. That's the start of this essay I'm writing for mature age english. It's a lot different from the usual we get set but there was a real stir in the last dis cussion period. We'd been talking about The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner, which is about how a kid gets his own back on corrupt authority. It was pretty boring until someone started on about whether the kid should have run through the finishing line or not. That wasn't really the point but it got everyone going. I found myself sided with this old guy saying that the kid just standing there didn't prove much. A couple of girls got really stirred and then one of them said: "Oh. What are you doing here anyway. You're just a reactionary tool of authority." Really. Just like that. "You're a reactionary tool of authority", like that was all she needed to say. End of argument. That really got me. I mean, it's not just that easy. It's really not. The way some of these radical types lay it on you really shits me. The teacher didn't say too much at the time but we got set the essay I was telling you about: "Write a first person narrative account of the maturational process in an adolescent." I'm really getting onto this essay. I keep going over the start and making up other bits in my head. It's going to be sort of built around the Easy Rider film and what it seemed to mean to people when it first came out. That's why I've got the bike in the first bit. I'm going to try and keep referring back to that as a kind of connecting thing-that and the film. And I'm going to put in what happened with me and Barry but with different names. I was just 17 when I first started going out with Barry. I think I'd just left school then. I chucked it about half way through fifth year and got this job working behind the counter at Hungry Jacks. You know, the one that changes your order from chips to french fries and says into the mike in a P.R. voice, "Two whoppers, two french fries, two strawberries please." I didn't like it much. You had to stand all the time and put up with all of the idiots. There was always someone who decided they didn't want mayonnaise after their order had been made up, or reckon they'd ordered a chocolate shake when you know they said strawberry. And there was always some creep that had to sing the advert at you as if it would make your day. WESTERLY, No.2, JULY, 1979 7 Anyway, after all the morons Barry looked pretty good. He used to come in Saturday with some of his friends, and he'd order a whopper with double cheese, hold the mayonnaise, like he'd been doing it all his life. I didn't have to change a thing or ask a question. And I liked the way he looked-long dark hair, tight jeans and a black leather jacket with red wings on it. Sort of classic Grease without the Brylcream. The whole thing sounds stupid now. It was like that Kentucky Fried ad that used to be on. You know the one where this super cool slicked down bikie comes into the Colonel's for a snackpack or something, and leaves with this really good looking bird on the back of his bike. But I never said more than, "What would you like?" and he never left with anything except a whopper. We probably never would have got past hold the mayonnaise, if I didn't meet him at Leo's. I was there with my friend Dianne and saw him across the room. He was talking to a girl with his face about three inches from hers because they were sitting really close to the band. I thought about walking past like I was really going somewhere, and if he saw me, smile and say casually, "Oh hi.