Excerpt from "Verandah People" -- by Jonathan Bennett -- A review by Georgie Lewis, below. Cheers, JL From "About Walking": His verandah -- the overhang with its leaf-clogged gutter, the weary floorboards, the Australian wilderness picture-framed by vertical posts -- is among the last licks of this part of Sydney's sprawl. After it, there is nothing but blue haze, eucalypts, and heat waves for weeks. As he walks, around him is sudden noise. Bird calls. Then, just as suddenly, their lull, sonic endlessness. This is a country of edges and, for six years now, Devlin and Sue have lived on one of its precipices. Bennett is sparse in his language, reflecting the laconic nature of the place; a place where to say too much is to expend energy -- something you just don't do in the heat. Yet like an artist with mere pen and paper, he creates fully--rounded figures with simple lines. To read the talented Bennett's work is to breathe in the eucalypts, hear the magpies warble, and occasionally flinch at a kind of rough justice. ... ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html