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Kate Middleton

Kate Middleton

About Kate Middleton

Kate Middleton is the author of Fire Season (Giramondo, 2009), awarded the Western Australian Premier’s Award for Poetry in 2009. From September 2011-September 2012 she was the inaugural Sydney City Poet.

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Kate Middleton Reviews Bella Li

Bella Li’s Argosy offers readers a book of real adventure: the adventure of form, and a challenge to our sense of what shapes a narrative. This work is fundamentally hybrid: amid short texts and textual sequences that may be termed prose poems, or micro-essays, or short short fictions, Li intersperses works of collage and photography.

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Berg

A fin of ice arising out of sky, frigid sea A single turret above belies the monolith beneath The berg advances at the speed of a pilgrim travelling on foot Calved from huger sheets and carved, desolate its drapery, its …

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Chimera

Cupped by dirt then buried learning in earth blindness to feel history passing the chimera reads the tracery of the city erupting overhead as Arezzo inhales, sighs Hands reach into trenches dug to lay the city’s new walls and grapple …

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Royal baby has first play date

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Kate Middleton Reviews Kim Cheng Boey

Clear BrightnessWith Clear Brightness Kim Cheng Boey offers a slim volume that, in addition to addressing notions of place, exile and travel, carries with it a deep melancholy of being written in ‘the lone wastes of middle age’. His explorations of worldliness are welcome, and Boey offers portraits of interconnectedness even as he displays and explores alienation. Moving from markets to Chinatowns, from Singapore’s National Theatre to California’s Santa Barbara, this collection often shows the objects that connect the past to the present, keepsakes available to keepers and gleaners alike.

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Review Short: Stephen Oliver’s Intercolonial

IntercolonialIntercolonial, a new book-length poem by Stephen Oliver, focuses its attention on New Zealand, Australia, and the sea that lies between them. With sweeping long lines, Stephen Oliver zooms in on the details of place and geology: the poem is full of cinematic pans over landscape, seascape and human history, fulfilling what is often a purview of the long poem in naming the world and its inhabitants.

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Scenic Overlook

Stop Go On the road into town out of town, sits Horseshoe Horseshoe Bend, King Bend Bend Navajo Sandstone against Overlook de-silted green and Colorado stripped back from red-brown mudflow A mile over more slickrock and sand pools in late …

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Alchemical

Your electric moon breast My black-trunked, gold-leaf slip Fall into flux Dissipate like white plumes You’re especially wild With a strange malaise for more Metallic aches, we moor Ourselves to a daisy, sit two abreast: Brush strokes of willed Grass …

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South Rim

Conversation, Where’s the river? overheard Beyond, wedging itself further into red rock Skimming the crust or surfing the horizon Soaking the silt-gifting walls Ducking from gulches, from washes, from side canyons Oh—there’s the river A mirage of silver light, parachuting …

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The Inaugural Sydney City Poet: Lisa Gorton Interviews Kate Middleton

Kate Middleton is the author of Fire Season (Giramondo 2009), was awarded the Western Australian Premier’s Award for Poetry in 2009, and was shortlisted for The Age Book of the Year in Poetry. This year, she is the inaugural Sydney …

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Relics

Gretel to Hansel My torn blouse and calloused fingers— these were relics of our adventure. Eucalypt leaves that clung in my hair; the long-stale brick of gingerbread. The bandages that wrapped my shredded legs after we emerged from the bush. …

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Again

Hansel to Gretel It keeps coming, that night in the woods— a strip of light among the trees,and each time the moon a different color. It haunts me too. It’s as if our small theory of happiness had been irretrievably …

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