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Ali Cobby Eckermann, Ruby Moonlight (Review)

July 8, 2016

ANZLitLovers ILW 2016Ali Cobby Eckermann has been on my radar for a while, so when Lisa announced her 2016 Indigenous Literature Week, I decided Eckermann’s verse novel Ruby Moonlight would be my first choice. This novel won the poetry prize and the book of the year in the 2013 New South Wales Premier’s Literary Awards.

I enjoy verse novels but don’t read them often enough to build up a comprehensive understanding of the form. Eckermann’s Ruby Moonlight is the shortest and sparest of those I’ve reviewed on this blog, but its narrative is just as strong. It is set in colonial South Australia – the not-very-poetic subtitle being “a novel of the impact of colonisation in mid-north South Australia around 1880” –  and tells the story of Aboriginal teenage girl, Ruby Moonlight, whose family is massacred by white settlers. The novel reads like a classic three-act drama. It opens with the massacre and Ruby’s lonely wanderings, and then moves into a somewhat idyllic phase when Ruby meets the also lonely “colourless man”, Miner Jack. They become friends and lovers, giving each other the company and warmth they both so desire:

good friendships
(from “Friends”)


in the moonlight
solace is shared
in this forbidden friendship
( “Solace”)

But it can’t last, of course, not in that place and time, because neither the colonisers nor the Aboriginal lawmen will accept it: “it is the oasis of isolation/that tolerates this union”. Nothing else.

Ali Cobby Eckermann, Ruby MoonlightThe poetry, as you can see from my excerpts, is spare. There’s no punctuation, not even apostrophes, and no capitalisation except for proper names. Lines are generally short, and description is generally minimal. There’s a lovely but restrained used of repetition, and the rhythm is matter-of-fact, that is, it moves the story along with few flourishes (if that makes sense). The story is told through separately titled poems, each of which occupies its own page, though some only part of it. The titles are simple and to the point – “Ambush”, “Friends”, “Oasis”, “Hate”, “Cursed”, “Sunset”. You could almost track the trajectory of the story through its titles. This spareness, I think, enhances the emotional power. The poems say what they need to say without embellishment.

The excerpts above are from more narrative-focused poems, but there are also poems which provide context, describing the seasons as time passes, commenting on the landscape within which our characters operate, providing a sense of the country’s spirits watching, tending, ready to act. The novel opens on the poem “Nature” which sets the scene perfectly by conveying the opposing faces of nature – “sometimes/turning to/butterfly” or sometimes just to “dust” – which also subtly heralds the coming massacre. And, a few poems in, soon after the massacre, comes one describing nature’s nurturing of Ruby:

chirping red-browed finches lead to water
ringneck parrots place berries in her path
trust nature

The words “trust nature” are repeated at the end of each couplet in this poem, providing a soothing mantra for Ruby.

Most of the poems are presented in couplets or triplets, but occasionally one uses a different structure, usually to mark a dramatic change. Early in the novel is the devastating, shaped-poem, “Ambush”, in which all lines but one comprise single words (“hack/hack/hack” it starts); and half-way through is another shaped-poem, “Tempo”, which marks both the passing of time and acts as a transition from a short time of idyll for Ruby and Jack to the appearance of others:

Jack knows the remainder of the conversation
before it was spoke ya see any blacks roaming
best ya kill ’em disease spreading pests
(“Visitor”, immediately after “Tempo”)

The irony of it! Who brought disease?

So, Ruby and Jack. One of the delights of the book is the sympathetic representation of these two characters. Bereft after the loss of her family, Ruby stumbles across Jack, a loner who scrapes a living out of fur-trapping. Both are outcasts in colonial Australia, Jack an Irishman, a hated “Mick” (“a music-less man stands aloof at the bar/scowling his hatred for the Micks”, from “Loose”) and of course Ruby, a lubra or black woman. These two cautiously find a “small trust … growing” (“Solace”) between them, but it is a “forbidden friendship”, forbidden from both cultures, so their times together are snatched carefully. Ruby is watched by members of another mob, people who are “slowed by fatigue” and “weary with worry” (“Signs”), and who know the dangers:

camp smoke whispers
tell story of the killings

Jack and Ruby become the target of the aforementioned “music-less man” – a man who’d lost his “music heart” after an act of barbarity – and his hired help, two brothers “with rotten teeth smirks” (“Scheme”). Hatred and greed fuel these men. And so the scene is set, but it doesn’t quite play out the way you expect, because Eckermann wants to focus more on our universal need for warmth, love and companionship, and also on survival.

The novel is imbued with indigenous presence, from the opening where Ruby’s family live in “Harmony” in their environment, through her meeting with the other mob, the Cloud people, “on their winter trek”, to the appearance of “Kuman”, her guardian spirit who guides her to safety.

Ruby Moonlight is a special read that adds another perspective and voice to colonial contact narratives, a voice that pays respect to indigenous law and traditions, addresses the politics of contact, but also recognises our personal and universal need for love and companionship. It’s a warm and generous book, but it doesn’t pull punches either. A good read.

awwchallenge2016Ali Cobby Eckermann
Ruby Moonlight
Broome: Magabala Books, 2012 (2015 reprint)
ISBN: 9781921248511

30 Comments leave one →
  1. July 8, 2016 22:20

    This sounds great: I’m going to put it on my wishlist to read for next year’s ILW.

    • July 8, 2016 22:28

      Good idea, Lisa, well worth it.

      • July 8, 2016 22:33

        Right now I must get on with reading something Maori, it’s only got one lonely review!

        • July 8, 2016 22:59

          Good for you Lisa … the best I hope to do is to read a Behrendt short story – hopefully on Sunday. I’ll feel good if I achieve that!!

        • July 9, 2016 07:23

          Has she got a collection out?

        • July 9, 2016 08:33

          No, ↳ a. or not that I know of, I found one in Overland. I sometimes like to do individual short stories and essays, when I want to sneak an author in to my schedule!

  2. July 9, 2016 02:50

    This book sounds gorgeous, and I haven’t read anything that sounds quite like it!

    • July 9, 2016 08:30

      No, GTL, it probably is different to most books out there. Have you read many verse novels?

      • July 9, 2016 09:00

        No, none that I can think of except old ones like The Odyssey.

        • July 9, 2016 09:33

          Oh well, I suggest you give them a try. Good ones can be very powerful, moving. And usually shorter than the Odyssey!

        • July 9, 2016 11:49

          Thank goodness; that book is a commitment!

        • July 9, 2016 15:18

          One I’ve never done in entirety, so if you’ve done it I take off my had to you!

        • July 10, 2016 10:30

          Ehhh, I don’t remember. I did take an entire class on Ancient Greek Literature. I don’t remember much of it. I do remember the teacher telling us his mother was a grumpy 90-year-old woman.

        • July 10, 2016 11:48

          Haha, teachers did sometimes tell us the funniest things. One of the main things I remember about Chinese leader Sun Yat Sen was that he had three beautiful daughters!!

  3. ian darling permalink
    July 9, 2016 18:26

    This sounds interesting. The form of the book sounds like it can work as a novel in verse. I have seen a few verse novels and they always seem a little intimidating if they are very long because poetry generally demands more from the reader.

    • July 9, 2016 18:39

      Oh yes, Ian, it does work as a novel in verse, because there is a strong narrative line. A few of the verse novels I’ve read have worked like this – that is they comprise multiple individual poems which connect narratively to tell a story. I guess each poem is like a very small chapter. I agree that they can seem intimidating but I find that they end up being far more accessible than I often fear.

  4. July 13, 2016 05:07

    I have yet to manage to read a verse novel in spite of having a couple on my TBR list. This one sounds wonderful. I will have to see if any US libraries have it on the off chance…

    • July 13, 2016 07:40

      Wow, that’s fascinating Stefanie, given your enjoyment in reading poetry. I never would have thunk it! Are you aware of contemporary American ones?

      • July 14, 2016 03:55

        There was one that on the National Book Award about two or three years ago, Brown Girl Dreaming by Jacqueline Woodson and I have not gotten around to reading it. Story of my life!

        • July 14, 2016 10:07

          See, don’t go to libraries and be tempted by other things 🙂 Haven’t heard of that one.


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