His great carved wooden head was marked with a black eye that was more yellow than black and from this spectacular bed of bruised flesh the eye itself, sand irritated, bloodshot, as wild as a currawong's, stared out at a landscape in which the tops of fences protruded from windswept sand.
Peter CareyAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: australian
- Born: February 7, 1943
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