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Robyn Rowland

Robyn Rowland

About Robyn Rowland

Dr Robyn Rowland AO has published nine books, six of poetry, most recently Seasons of doubt & burning. New & Selected Poems (2010) representing 40 years of poetry. Her poetry has recently appeared in Being Human, ed. Neil Astley, (Bloodaxe Books, UK, 2011). Silence & its tongues (2006) was shortlisted for the 2007 ACT Judith Wright Poetry Prize. Rowland is winner of poetry prizes, including the Writing Spirit Poetry Award, Ireland 2010. Robyn has created two CD’s: Off the tongue and Silver Leaving – Poems & Harp with Irish harpist Lynn Saoirse. She has read her poetry in Portugal, Ireland, UK, USA, Greece, India, Austria, Bosnia, Serbia, Turkey & Italy, where, along with Canada, Spain and Japan she has been published. She is an Honorary Fellow, School of Culture and Communication, University of Melbourne, Australia and a member of the National Advisory Council for Australia Poetry Ltd. Rowland curates and presents the Poetry & Conversation Series for the Geelong Library Corporation.



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Robyn Rowland Reviews Anthony Lynch

Night TrainAnthony Lynch is a publisher, editor at Deakin University, reviewer, prose writer and widely anthologised poet. His contribution to Australian poetry is admired through his work with the journal Space and now through Whitmore Press. His book of short stories, Redfin (Arcadia, 2007) was shortlisted for the Queensland Premier’s Literary Awards. Uncluttered and moving, stories there show an astute observational eye, a hovering dread and a sense of the unfinished, so that Barry Oakley described them as being a ‘world of tangents’.

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Launch of John Foulcher’s ‘The Sunset Assumption’

The Sunset AssumptionThe Sunset Assumption (Pitt Street Poetry, 2012)

At Pitt Street Poetry, a new poetry imprint in Sydney, the venture begins with the production of John Foulcher’s ninth book of poetry, The Sunset Assumption. I fell in love during the reading of this book – so strong were my feelings. But ‘in love with what?’, I kept querying. Not the expressions of love itself: human love is an assumed thing in this book.

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