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Name
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Carpentaria, The Floating Island of Rubbish
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Type of carceral site
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Other
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Quote
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[...] he looked down to find he had been dumped onto an extraordinary floating island of rubbish. [...] the sum total of its parts rubbed, grated and clanked together, as it became more tightly enmeshed into a solid mass that squashed every inch of oil and stench out of the dead marine life it had trapped in its guts.
Novel, Fiction.
Wright, Alexis. Carpentaria. Giramondo Press, 2012 [2006], pp. 493-494.
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The island home was, give or take, a kilometre in length [...] Flocks of birds came and went on their seasonal migrations. They seemed to accept the drifting structure as new land. The nests they constructed [...] eventually covered the entire surface in a thick fertilising habitat, where over time, astonishing plants grew in profusion. Bobbing coconuts took root and grew into magnificent palm trees. Seedlings of mangrove, pandanus and coastal dune grasses came with the tides, other plants blew on board as seed, and none withered a way. [...] All manner of life marooned in this place would sprout to vegetate the wreckage.
Novel, Fiction.
Wright, Alexis. Carpentaria. Giramondo Press, 2012 [2006], p. 495.
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Even though the island shone brightly with happiness and blooming, he never noticed anymore. He shunned its solitude as a prisoner grown old with incarceration. [...] Other places grew more fabulous in his mind, while the island became a dungeon.
Novel, Fiction.
Wright, Alexis. Carpentaria. Giramondo Press, 2012 [2006], p. 499.
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Contact
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Niamh
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identifier
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SITE-CARP