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"High Tide" serves as the opening poem of Heather Smith's 2001 collection "Reflections by the Sea," establishing the recurring metaphor of the speaker as shoreline—simultaneously permanent and constantly reshaped by forces beyond control.
"July Nineteen" appears near the end of Heather's collection, a stark and visceral poem about Luke's birth that abandons her usual metaphorical approach for raw, direct imagery.
"Night Swimming" explores the dangerous allure of solitary ocean swimming after dark, using the physical act as a metaphor for risky freedoms and the desire for dissolution.
Reflections by the Sea: Poems was the first and only formal collection by the poet Heather Marie Smith, née Atwell — a modest chapbook of twenty-three poems self-published in 2001 through a small Adelaide press, in a run of just two hundred copies bound in pale blue card. Drawn from the years of writing that followed her 1992 divorce, the poems circled themes of water, isolation, and transformation, articulating obliquely, through metaphor and image, truths Heather could not speak directly. Its success was quiet and local.
"Seven Years" uses the metaphor of ocean drowning to explore childhood trauma, with the speaker recounting a formative experience at age seven that fundamentally altered their relationship with safety, visibility, and survival.
"Shell Collection" appears early in Heather Smith's "Reflections by the Sea," using the metaphor of collecting broken shells to explore how fragmentation can possess its own completeness and beauty.
"The Glass House" explores themes of transparency, fragility, and the paradox of being visible yet unseen, using architectural metaphors that would later be recognised as direct references to Heather's childhood trauma and its aftermath.
"The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter" portrays a woman who maintains the light that guides others to safety while remaining perpetually alone in her tower, exploring themes of isolation, duty, and the cost of being someone else's salvation.
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Men are vanishing across Tasmania, and Detective Senior Constable Karl Jenkins is running out of time, patience, and sanity. Every lead points to Luke Smith—but proving it means crossing lines Karl can't uncross. He breaks into houses without warrants. He sees faces in windows that shouldn't be there. He chases the wine-soaked Gladys Cramer through high-speed pursuits only for her to slip away. His partner becomes collateral damage. His sergeant's warnings go ignored. Karl knows something monstrous is happening on this island, and he'll tear through every boundary to expose it. Even if it destroys him.
Thrown into an unfamiliar world with nothing but her medical kit and a backlog of questions, Dr. Glenda De Bruyn never asked to lead. But when strangers start arriving—wounded, lost, and dangerous—triage becomes survival. Each decision risks more than a life; it tests what remains of her logic, loyalty, and control. As the lines blur between science and myth, Glenda must confront not only the fractures in her patients—but the ones inside herself. In Clivilius, everyone bleeds. Not everyone gets patched up.
Jamie Greyson was shoved through a Portal into a dimension that shouldn't exist, by a partner he no longer trusts. In the dust and desperation of Clivilius, the son he'd only just begun to know arrives with a slit throat and no heartbeat. The lagoon brings Joel back. But when Jamie begs for a second miracle, Clivilius answers with silence. Some debts, it seems, are only paid once.
Luke Smith's world transforms with the discovery of a cryptic device, thrusting him into the guardianship of destiny itself. His charismatic charm and unpredictable decisions now carry weight beyond imagination, balancing on the razor's edge between salvation and destruction. Embracing his role as a Guardian, Luke faces the paradox of power: the very force that defends also threatens to annihilate. As shadows gather and the fabric of reality strains, Luke must navigate the consequences of his actions, unaware that a looming challenge will test the very core of his resolve.
Joel Gibbons had never been anywhere. Hadn't finished school. Hadn't met his father. Hadn't done much except show up for his mum and hope that counted for something. A passport application changed everything—a name on a birth certificate, a coincidence that put him in the wrong place, and a death he didn't see coming. Joel should have stayed dead. Instead, he woke in glowing water—claimed before he even drew breath—gasping back to life with three words branded somewhere deeper than skin. You are mine.
Gladys Cramer wasn’t looking for trouble—just a quiet glass of red and maybe a cat that actually came when called. But when a Portal opens, a body turns up, and a man with too many secrets begs her trust, Gladys is pulled into something vast, strange, and far too dangerous. She doesn’t know the rules. She doesn’t want the job. Dryly funny, quietly furious, and not at all qualified—Gladys is about to learn that staying out of it doesn’t mean staying safe.
When a series of disappearances grips Tasmania’s remote edges, Detective Sarah Lahey is drawn into a case that threatens to unravel her—professionally and personally. As tensions flare with fellow detective Karl Jenkins, trust becomes a gamble neither can afford. In the search for truth, they’ll find the shadows run deeper than they imagined. Into the Dark is a haunting thriller about loyalty, obsession, and the cost of stepping beyond the light.