Stony Creek

When it rains you flow by eleven quarry holes dub the town: Stoneopolis; of ballast stocks, interminable. Blast Chip Barge Ship Your ancient bed served London well: her pavement smooth and durable heels low and high, as distant feet, hooved, …

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The Lowlands (West Melbourne Swamp)

Through boulders grey and honeycombed, carving out a bed in time, two rivers meet on the south west side. The ebb and flow now realigned. Paved and railed. Containerised. Roadways hard against the tide. To cross you, morning and at …

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Moonee Moonee Chain of Ponds

With your reeds and your black swans this is The Railway. I’ve come to carve your circles straight I’ve come to bring your edges parallel and there: a ribbon of blue you’ll be to carry the coal that feeds me …

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Walking West

Out across The Lowlands, drifting with the coal dust to find home footing. Iron girder railway bridge, Footscray high upon the lava ridge. We reach a tidal canal: remnant waters ephemeral, born of floodplains salt lagoons. Blue rich. Then two …

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Waiting on the saltpans, watching from the high ground: tide tide tide through the traps. Sun burns and burns the crystals bright, I narrow my eyes to the glistening light. A scatter of sodium chloride and silt, desiccant diamonds on …

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The Orbweaver’s Newer Volcanics

We are researching western Melbourne waterways through the period of the late-nineteenth and twentieth centuries, to write and produce a suite of creative works which explore industrial history and environmental change over time, and the lives of people who lived and worked along their banks.

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sun square on stomach

the charming ring of blinds I mount the feeling with staggering reluctance, stumble on the threshold, trip my gown howm I gonna robiticise this sentence and get snapcash deposit *now* I DON’T MEAN RHINESTONES a plasty will do just fine …

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Innocent Eyes!: Ekphrasis and the Defiant Multiplicity of the Female Gaze

Keira Hudson | Angela Serrano Innocent Eyes! 1 | with Judy Hudson & Kyl Jones The male gaze has been discussed at length. The female gaze, not as much. This ekphrastic project is about the latter. It is about the …

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from Numbers

Numbers is one of several of my new books and chapbooks that are collage-poems or collage with matching poems.

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Queer Modes: New Australian Poetry

I did not want to build a falling-down house of rhetoric
Or even one that could stand all the huffing and puffing

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How to Make Whips

Take skin fold, rub and hold it. Plaiting across and down the spine, the legs. Left to right. Tighten the plait occasionally, if needed. Bring all out into an open space, trees, sound of a creek, dawn birds. Pull skin …

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mMouth hHouse pPanic cCathedral

in the panic cathedral of the divine ratio in laon where uncanny angels sing mall music for the devout i leave my body behind the umbra of me —a dark ghost rising— ascending in perfect spirals of slowfast intensities into …

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