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Chris Wallace-Crabbe

Chris Wallace-Crabbe

About Chris Wallace-Crabbe

Chris Wallace-Crabbe has a wide reputation as poet, while his most recent books of verse include Telling a Hawk from a Handsaw and New and Selected Poems (Carcanet Oxford Poets). He has chaired Australian Poetry Limited and is still a Professor Emeritus at University of Melbourne. He remains an outdoor person.

Reflective Insulation

You just walk out of the world and into Australia Lawrence Dozing your afternoon away hot and salty, outside time you do not see the powderblue of distant hills, beyond that cape. Everything has become quite marine with gulls for …

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Altogether Elsewhere

(Auden’s hundred) Your first words that I read were “Look, stranger,” which really stuck. You hymned environmental danger and illness welling up from bottled anger in the out-of-luck. Stranger than any of us was your thanatology: mental mapping was a …

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Review Short: Gwen Harwood’s The Best 100 Poems of Gwen Harwood

Here is a new selection from that marvellously ardent poet, Gwen Harwood, a crafty voice that was heard from both Brisbane and Tasmania. In welcoming it, let me declare that Greg Kratzmann and I have a Harwood selection in print, but our book bounces back here from Manchester and must, as a result, be rather more expensive.

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Review Short: David Malouf’s Earth Hour

Earth HourIt is a delight to have, after seven years, a new collection of poems from David Malouf who remains, in his ever-modest way, one of the central figures in Australian writing. As a poet, he glimpses the big currents, but is constantly alert to the tiny epiphanies of dailiness, as when he evokes ‘Shy gifts that come to us from a world that may not/ even know that we are here. Windfalls, scantlings.’

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Ratiscan

The male stands simply enough in regulation grey. It has two tall slab sides, an informed roof, and three red lights which continually flash in dumb warning. As might be expected, the short female is more complicated. Broadly built like …

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