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Anna Jacobson

Anna Jacobson is a writer and artist from Brisbane. Amnesia Findings (UQP, 2019) is her first full-length poetry collection, which won the 2018 Thomas Shapcott Poetry Prize. In 2020 Anna won the Nillumbik Prize for Contemporary Writing (Open Creative Nonfiction), was awarded a Queensland Writers Fellowship, and was shortlisted in the Spark Prize. In 2018 she won the Queensland Premier’s Young Publishers and Writers Award. Her poetry chapbook The Last Postman was published with Vagabond Press (2018) as part of the decibel 3 series.

http://www.annajacobson.com.au/

Shlissel Challah

                    I don’t have all the ingredients           to make Shlissel Challah                               on the first Shabbat after Passover a challah baked      in a key’s                shape, to turn      blessings upon    our home.           Baker’s yeast— unavailable during pandemic times. Instead I knead flour with …

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Memory Curls

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To sink into a decade

It’s that unsettling uneasy time, where everything is closed and people go mad. I fall asleep as though sinking. In my dream I email my shrink. We meet at the hospital. Not the hospital that stole my memory, no. It’s …

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Review Short: The Collected Poems of Fay Zwicky

On 2 July, 2017, my father sends me an article about Jewish Australian poet Fay Zwicky’s passing in Perth. I am four months into my Masters in Brisbane, where I am writing a manuscript of poetry and a thesis about tensions between my Jewish identity, memory, mental illness and hybridity as mediated through cultural objects and poetry.

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Ketubah

The scrapbook is bound in sky blue leather, worn thin at the spine, filled with cracked black pages. Inside are marriage certificates that float like gold leaf in my hands. Old postcards and photographs lift free. I turn the pages; …

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Dream Diary – Tuesday and Wednesday Night

Tuesday night I dream I go to an all you can eat restaurant. The waiter says to take a seat and brings out large platters: pastries, chicken and potatoes. Extra food keeps appearing on the table: schmaltz and fishcakes that …

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