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TOMITA Takuya (冨田拓也): 5 Haiku

(b.1979)

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TAKAYAMA Reona (高山れおな): 5 Haiku

(b.1968)

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SATÔ Ayaka (佐藤文香 ): 5 Haiku

逆光の汽船を夏と見しことも Once I thought of a ship against the light as summer itself 暗室に時計はたらく冬の蝶 A clock serves in the darkroom – a winter butterfly 夏料理鏡の奥のやはらかく Summer dishes – the mirrors soft in their depth 牡蠣噛めば窓なき部屋のごときかな Chewing an oyster feels like …

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SAKAITANI Masato (堺谷真人): 5 Haiku

よく変はる手相のうへの桜貝 Cherry-blossom clams on a palm whose lines always change 牛蛙どちらの言ひ分から聴かう Bullfrogs – which opinion should I hear first? カフェラテに浮かぶ暗号青葉雨 Cipher floating on my cafe latte – rain on young leaves 朝の蛾の這ふ堕天使の這ふごとく A morning moth is creeping like a fallen …

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OKAMURA Tomoaki (岡村知昭): 5 Haiku

霜焼の一家迎えるみずうみよ Oh, lake welcoming a family with frostbite 小食でたぶんよろしい春の月 It’s probably okay to be a small eater – spring moon いのうえの気配なくなり猫の恋 Mrs. Inoue’s sign is finally gone – cats in love 不整脈なら葉桜に食われけり Irregular pulses eaten by green leaves of cherry …

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OKADA Yuki (岡田由季): 5 Haiku

                        夏の果天井桟敷の人動く End of summer – people on the gallery are moving                         夫婦で来て妻ばかり話す水鳥 A couple comes & only the wife talks – waterfowl                         廃番の口紅塗りし月の夜 I put on lipstick in an abolition number – moonlit night                         パレードをやり過ごしたる花の冷 I wait for a parade …

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NAKAMURA Yasunobu (中村安伸): 5 Haiku

(b. 1971)

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MINATO Keiji (湊圭史): 5 Haiku

淋しくて夜ごと肌をぬぐ樹木 Lonely trees shed their bark every night     秋しぐれ泥人形と生まれて泥 Autumn drizzle – dolls made of mud turn into mud     冷やかや魚類図鑑に葉のしおり Autumn coolness – a leaf as a bookmark in an encyclopedia of fish     デルタブルース芋を剥き芋を剥き …

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stalking utopia

braking by the wide verandah a pall of dust behind the ute dogs slouching towards the driver waiting to be borne aloft loaded on the tray no-one walks to the shadow of the pub stalking utopia a string quartet isaac …

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Chris de Adamson: ‘Don’t Pay the Ferryman’

It was late at night, maybe after midnight, out on an open road, or at least that sidewinding, treacherous snake of a highway whose name had been tagged to many a teenage dream, many a drunken cop, too. I had …

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Albert Adamson: River Vis(t)a

The jetty is like an airport the fishermen with their poles swarthy keen on departure lounging in their tinnies full of tinnies Bats overhead at dusk drop passports of crap splatting the water prawns rise to the top eating it …

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Paul Hardacre: chiang mai

winter there or no / morphine or meat, secret link between the heart of man & things amidst the ruins left & first she fed him aspic seed (lavender) & earthworms, sealed the slot with dung / a little something …

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Paul Hardacre: kathmandu

could lose his leg, or his life / skin like green barley, & curled / the claw we always joked about, swept onto a railway platform or stored as one of herzog's toes / another memorable trimming session, black blood …

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Adam Aitken: Lines from The Lover

It was never a question of beauty but something else. Mind for example. For a long time you had no dress of your own, except those your mother had her servant make. D–• could sew with hair-fine needles, pleats and …

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Adam Aitken: Notes on the River

Prologue     a river's there for cutting grass for police to drop their pants have their fill al fresco for girls to sober up on a life whittled away by extortion icons of shame drifting in the garden shadows …

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John Tranter: For Robert Adamson

Rock and roll chained to the typewriter is one way of putting it, Southern Comfort is another, but without the comfort, and with the ending a surprise, as the ending repeats itself as the beginning back to front and then …

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Experiential

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Boxes small

for james, and Kasia     the shape of mortality eludes us. an enforced placid response to today the form of our cells discontents me. in america and immoderate states I have buried too many children and with the penance …

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Margie Cronin: Innocence

INNOCENCE: Blamelessness. INNOCENT: Not hurtful. One free from fault. Approaching the world with an attitude unwounded and harmless. Having a vigorous and unprejudiced perception that does not expect what it will find. Being prepared not only to understand but to reunderstand.

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Genevieve Tucker: Online? Present & Accounted For

In 2003 Cordite commissioned Anna Hedigan to review the websites of Australia's established literary journals. Now, four years later, we ask: what's changed? Genevieve Tucker's update looks at the online presences of some of Australia's litjournals in the context of …

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Trisha Kotai-Ewers: Tashi

Tashi sits at the side of the stage in the bamboo chair. A monk in golden robes on a blood red seat. Tashi sits on stage in his cell in Tibet the pages of his magazine scattered in his head …

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Timothy Barbon: looking happy

and it's just morning but warm already they're looking for scraps they're snacking on the leftovers two dogs on the train tracks. clack! it's a sedan on the crossing it's been smacked up the back by a station wagon and …

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Tara Motherwell: Slow News day

The teapot, once dropped from a two storey window, now skated down the street on tiptoes.  

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Monica Carroll: écrivain in the capital

 

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