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Recent Posts
- Notes on Five Canadian Small (micro) Publishers
- Inaugural Independent Publishers’ Conference and New Prize for Small Publishers
- JACKPOT Subs Closing Soon, INTERLOCUTOR Next
- Islanding the Antipodes? Notes on Archipelagic Poetics
- Ann Vickery Reviews Gig Ryan
- Guest Editorial: An Introduction to Sydney
- Blustertown
- Pam Brown’s Sydney Poetry in the 70s: In Conversation with Corey Wakeling
- Four Artworks by Kim Rugg: People, Places, Bad Boy and Just Passing Through
- ‘Xerographesis’: On Poetic Art and the Object in Amanda Stewart and Anne Tardos
- The Inaugural Sydney City Poet: Lisa Gorton Interviews Kate Middleton
Recent Comments
- Making a splash down under. « on Notes on Five Canadian Small (micro) Publishers
- Stuart Barnes on syd
- Stuart Barnes on Act #12
- Emily Stewart on Islanding the Antipodes? Notes on Archipelagic Poetics
- Dennis Garvey on Islanding the Antipodes? Notes on Archipelagic Poetics
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Recent Tweets
- 'It's a matter of consulting the oracle in the unconscious cave' Awesome ern malley radio feature from 1959 http://t.co/tafmusKv about 2 hours ago
- Check out @readism 's close reading of Michael Farrell's poem Transpacific, published in our Sydney issue http://t.co/sN8MGFqJ about 6 days ago
- Submissions for our next issue JACKPOT close next week. Give your pomes a final spruce and send 'em on http://t.co/c44RVPKG 11:48:52 PM May 08, 2012
- RT @w_m_lewis: I adored Ann Vickery's far-reaching and eclectic #poem 'Western Triv' in @corditepoetry Issue 38 http://t.co/mEFkBGEL #poetry 02:47:49 AM May 07, 2012
- Monday fresh: a great guest post by Bonny Cassidy talkin' about Antarctica and Archipelagic poetics http://t.co/CPdsmesi 02:40:53 AM May 07, 2012
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Chris Oakey
Program Summer;
Program Summer; Begin Repeat write ‘The summer has come early this year, I think.’ IF TheSummerHasComeEarly equals true THEN write ‘I dream a thick electric blue’ write ‘like Sydney Nolan. I dream Ned Kelly eyes.’ IF TheSummerHasComeEarly does not …
Fatality
The king goes under for the third time, the birds are not of this world. Every ship that ever set sail or steered beyond the known, making landfall on a beach of bones. ~ Passing beneath your window, tongue in …
