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CONTRIBUTORS
Liam Ferney
Knocking Shop
it’s like a Hiroshima of fun then instead of buying scones from the CWA ladies spruiking at Camp Hill State School we turn our attention to the candidates and I remember I collected how-to-votes for Hawke’s second or maybe Ahern’s …
Glad to be Unhappy
Tell me Martin – I remember the tutorial, (on who? Hewett?) about Stalin’s midnight Mandelstam phonecall, but as the grey sky marshaled troops for another assault on the swollen creeks I did my best to forget public service selection criteria. …
It’s Time, It’s Time (지금이야, 지금이야)
New Year clocks on over fog valley, temperate Tibetans account for contributions. Suburbs struggle and sweat through a summer scented with mumbles and deceptions. Fat detractors and software spruikers expire, the paddockbashers steam from the load. The thin mechanic massages …
The New Scientist (새로운 과학자)
like a brave flag parading in the slipstream of some desk jockey’s eight start day the miracles of this season ruffle like a party dress or the leaves in the trees that ridge as snug as a favourite collar and …
Francois Sagat O’Malley: Glad Pews and the Good Steeple
you don’t always want what you say, or say what you do (do you): Notes of a Warring Class, J.H. Prynne Lodge the pre-budget ambit claim. Graphs observe their models. The steam rises. The sport of the day’s nadir. …
Liam Ferney reviews Pam Brown and Adam Aitken
True Thoughts by Pam Brown
Salt Publishing, 2008
Eighth Habitation by Adam Aitken
Giaramondo, 2009
Poetry doesn't pay the bills but it does have benefits; claiming your internet and a trip to Melbourne back on tax, for instance. Or the overseas fellowships distributing poets across the globe like water from a sprinkler, as is the case with the authors of the titles under review. Part of Pam Brown's latest collection, True Thoughts, was written in Rome under the auspices of a BR Whiting Fellowship while Adam Aitken's fourth collection, Eighth Habitation, was penned in Cambodia and other parts of Asia with the support of the Australia Council for the Arts.
the diary is a newstart fraud de art
the diary is a newstart fraud de art & i am just a small practitioner, strings & beans our memories promise us the threat of fresh massacres and stale elections props of the sovereign nation of the self and unending …
Millennium Lite Redux
the diary is a newstart fraud de art
Liam Ferney reviews Tim Thorne
I Con: New and Selected Poems by Tim Thorne
Salt Publishing, 2008
History is a con. Every second year undergrad haunting a uni bar knows that. Understanding history is not who did what to whom when, it is how the narrative reflects on the teller and the audience. I Con: New and Selected Poems, the justly deserved retrospective of Tasmania poet Tim Thorne published in a beautiful hard cover edition by Salt, works its playful magic in the fluid space between fact and myth.
Liam Ferney reviews Billy Jones
Wren Lines: Selected Poems and Drawings Volume 1 by Billy Jones papertiger media, 2006 Billy Jones is, by his own admission, 'a recluse in the forest/ with a hardon blissfully alone/ and alive to the fire of cosmic joy' (from …
Liam Ferney: The Departed
She was to have fled between the gaps in the revolution. But not a moment too soon, or a moment too late, the gates sliced escape like cheddar. In the morning he wondered about the transition. Orbiting across the dawning …
Liam Ferney: Arcade Fire
cul de sacs of desire excised from the torn corner of a new map cyclone fences rubber embers sick aerosoled on the underside of an overpass bootleg eminem on a tapedeck the moon's bohemian plots a defection insert coins grand …
Liam Ferney: Sign on the dotted line
chase the fishmonger's asthmatic truck clogging the warren's chambers susan sangsters lounging on the hoods of hyundais ajiima lugging cardboard ajashi stoop smoking mild seven™ scooter delivery kim chi and pizza boy sideways under a truck a michael bay hero …
Liam Ferney reviews John Ashbery
A Worldly Country by John Ashbery Carcanet, 2007 At an athletics meet in Salamanca in 1993, Cuban high jumper Javier Sotomayor began his run up with a customary sprint that mellowed into half-a-dozen languid, bouncy strides. His best leap that …
