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Carol Jenkins

Carol Jenkins is an Australian writer and publisher. She lives with her family in Sydney, near Balmoral Beach. Coming to poetry from a career in chemical regulation, her first poem was published in 2004. She has two collections of poetry, Fishing in the Devonian (2008) and Xn, 2013 both from Puncher & Wattmann. Her most recent book and silliest book is Select Episodes from the Mr Farmhand Series, from Puncher & Wattmann, is available in print and as an ebook. In 2016 she was a judge for the Newcastle Poetry Prize and a guest poet at the International Festival de la Poesie in Quebec. Her poems have been translated into Spanish, Chinese, Russian and French. In 2007, she launched River Road Press, which has recorded and published 21 audio CDs of Australian poets.

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Barns in Charlevoix

I like the barns, their air of constancy, their un-renovated geometry, their wooden deshabille, that they have high hipped roofs — and windows set without regard to symmetry — that they are unpainted, the wood grey or brown with age, …

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Morris Hirshfield

The largest manufacturer of boudoir slippers in the city retires to paint, moustached, palette held aloft as standard, the vast pink thighs of his model whose smooth and featureless pudenda still brings pinpoints to his eyes and bristle to his …

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Dunce

That great dunce the new day arrives awkward in her blue pyjamas knowing nothing of what will happen, not even that by evening her clothes will be smeared with rust, streaks of blood, that bruised and pale she will limp …

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Double Toil: TOIL Editorial

Selfie in Oaxaca Ethnobotanical Garden To write a poem about work is to go twice through the ropes. Once to see or do, and once to write. While accepted wisdom has it that Australian poetry has been built on landscape, …

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Submission to Cordite 52: TOIL Open!

Selfie in Oaxaca Ethnobotanical Garden Poetry for Cordite 52: TOIL is guest-edited by Carol Jenkins I’m looking to meet the lone toiler, the staff, whole professions, whole guilds. What I want for TOIL are energetic and intelligent takes and insight …

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Snow from Hakuba to Nagoya

Each house, each fence, bough, post & letter box has its chapeau or topiary of snow, a cap, a stack whose mosaic interlocks until it’s doffed. Icing sugar, talc-like powder, linen perfect, doona-esque, foot-hold test, temple finial, gravestone grace note; …

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Karelia

Every day two villages disappear [insert blank space here] Phwaaa. It’s summer but here are snow drifts in attic corners, great banks resting where the church {insert blank space here} has turned into splinters of silver wood and holey ghosts. …

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Recording Archives: ‘A Way with Words’

For two years, from September 2009 to October 2011, I produced A Way with Words, a weekly radio program showcasing contemporary Australian poetry. In all, 106 episodes (each of around five minutes) were produced. Presented here is a chance to listen in on six gems from the archives vault – some of my favourites, chosen for the most part because they are impossible to find elsewhere as audio. A Way with Words was broadcast weekly by ArtSound in Canberra, picked up by Ozwrite on the National Community Radio Network, Dover Road Radio broadcasting from the Isle of Wright in the UK, 2KRRR Community Radio in Kandos and 3RRR in Melbourne.

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Japan Series

Wheat gluten sticks with red miso and Fox tail millet Fox tail millet, one sees the tiny teeth of the vixen, biting tiny bones of wheat, her tail upright in the autumn morning. Sakomoto Noodle Shop We stop for a …

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Test Walk

In Atlanta a man takes a prosthetic leg for a test walk and does not come back. When I am six I find my Great Uncle Sid's tin leg alone in the hall. He is asleep in the next room. …

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Trade-ins: Small Arms

And then there is the soft innocence of small arms, the round oval of the wrist/stock, the clarity of skin/metal, the single crease inside the elbow/trigger that tells it. What happens to the rest of the body when they've sold …

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Dispossession

the years of collection, walls nacreous from hoardings, a paper codex, squirrelings, till each room, a labyrinth of the past, teeters ceiling to floor with extracted life, objectified, amassed, meant, grows out to clog the doors packs down the hallway, …

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