Kakadu Park: Smoke Songs, Crocodiles & Aboriginal Art

Kakadu. The sound is soft yet distinctive, like a bird call that rolls and unfolds across the willows and the reeds, the waters, the low and smoky air, to reach me on the scrunched and scorched soil. On the earth that is itself Kakadu. The word comes from an Aboriginal flood plain language called Gagudju, which flourished around here a century or so ago.

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