… in support of the Lesbian Action Group
→ Restore the impartiality of the AHRC (open letter and list of signatories, archived)



→ Restore the impartiality of the AHRC (open letter and list of signatories, archived)



This year is the twentieth anniversary of my publication of Joyce Lee’s It is nearly dark when I come to the Indian Ocean, her collected works 1965–2003. Lee died in 2007.
![Joyce Lee [photograph, 1993]](https://stephenjwilliams.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/19930000joycelee-v0-1.jpg?w=1000)
I was and still am proud that this life’s work of another writer continues to be available — with the help of the National Library of Australia’s TROVE.
—Stephen J. Williams



The horse moved quietly among us in the street The giant head of this horse did not whinny There were no thoughts behind its dark eyes when I looked into them We talked about such horses being noble creatures but what is a virtuous horse? It was bred to be a working animal and therefore we imagined it was like us The horse moved away and climbed a hill on which there was a plinth When it arrived there it adopted a fighting pose Both forelegs tore at the grey sky The halo of the sun shone behind the horse’s head Immediately, the self-sacrificing horse jumped high into the light It seemed to reach a very great height Then, I admit I felt for a moment both sickness and fear (I did not want to look But look we all did, just in a glance) The horse’s thick neck broke awkwardly underneath its fallen body What was the ideology of the horse? What was it thinking?! It was tough then to look into its dead eyes
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