The constitution of that people was made by a sejunction and separation of them from all other nations on the earth: and this began in Abraham […]

A halfhearted “thank you” may be a brush-off.

The novels of Kate Grenville, Peter Carey, and Kim Scott, in this respect, can only be regarded as literary forms that are produced in, for, and by a particular contemporary colonial culture.[…]We might find ourselves wishing for an adjacent Indigenous story of place and space, even reportage in the Careyesque sense, or an addled diatribe from Holland’s point of view, so that Holland’s own botanical obsessions might be more fully ironized – so that the character’s claim on the landscape might read as an imposition, a claim “by all other [here we read: English] national landscapes” on contested country.

The buried treasure from the shipwreck was found yesterday.