Elizabeth Macarthur
The obverse of the Lone Hand (and of his mate, the Brave Anzac) is that it was women who were left to manage not just the home, but the industry which maintains the home.
Alys Hungerford, Two simple letters (short fiction)
by Alys Hungerford (1857-1934) Introduction Alys Hungerford has been described variously as “the blind poetess” and “blind authoress and playwright”. Two sources give us insight into her life. The first is a piece by Lesley Abrahams, published...
Marion Simons, aka Stella Hope (et al)
by Whispering Gums A post in our series featuring works published in 1924 (or by authors who died in 1924). This post’s subject is a short column published in Adelaide’s Saturday Journal on 17 August 1924, by the South Australian born, Marion Simons, under...
Bev Roberts ed., Miss D and Miss N: an extraordinary partnership (Review)
The relationship between Drysdale and Newcomb is, in a low key way, occasionally celebrated by the queer community. But the diary provides few insights into the women’s emotional lives
The Independent Woman in Australian Literature
from the 1970s women protested their absence from historical accounts, but failed to recognise that first wave feminists had proposed an alternative to the dominant male myth;
Happy new year 2024!
Welcome to a new year of highlighting the lives and works of early Australian women writers. This year, our commissioning editor Bill from The Australian Legend has chosen to focus on the theme, “The Independent Woman in Australian Literature”. Whispering...
Daisy Bates, 3,000 Miles in a Side-Saddle (story)
Today I detest even the picture of a Hereford cow. I loathe their white-washed faces, for I have ridden behind them, with eight of my own drovers, for six months, 1,000 miles as the route went but some 3,000 as I rode it
Daisy Bates, The Passing of the Aborigines
by Bill Holloway There was a time when Daisy Bates (1859-1951), a strange old woman living in a tent in a remote Trans-Australia railway way-station and Aboriginal camp, was one of the best known women in Australia. From the time she arrived in Western Australia in...
Rosamond Benham, There is a tide (poem)
by Rosamond Agnes Benham (1874-1923) I found my feet from under me Swept swiftly by that rushing sea Of feeling, in the one high tide That flows for most – that some outride To reach the land again. But free The waves came, and resistlessly They bore me toward the...
