23: EDITORIAL INTERVENTION

Poetry guest edited by David Prater


Cordite Poetry Review

You, Me, Happy, Sometimes

The time you screwed the door on backwards and walked memory through the threshold on a diamond leash that was something else. A who's who of circus geeks strutted by & whenever one winked at me with her pink eye …

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Comedian C

Todd Swift is the author of three collections of poems, most recently Rue du Regard (DC Books, 2004); and an editor of five poetry anthologies, such as 100 Poets Against The War (Salt, 2003). He is the guest editor of the special section for New American Writing, 2005, on the New Canadian Poets. He is poetry editor of online journal Nthposition. Check out his blog.

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Local Girl Dies of Frostbite

Todd Swift is the author of three collections of poems, most recently Rue du Regard (DC Books, 2004); and an editor of five poetry anthologies, such as 100 Poets Against The War (Salt, 2003). He is the guest editor of the special section for New American Writing, 2005, on the New Canadian Poets. He is poetry editor of online journal Nthposition. Check out his blog.

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The Lighthouse Keeper

Todd Swift is the author of three collections of poems, most recently Rue du Regard (DC Books, 2004); and an editor of five poetry anthologies, such as 100 Poets Against The War (Salt, 2003). He is the guest editor of the special section for New American Writing, 2005, on the New Canadian Poets. He is poetry editor of online journal Nthposition. Check out his blog.

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Calling Home

Terry Jaensch was poetry editor of Cordite for issues 12-15.

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Emperor Go, Godspeed

Peter Minter was a founding editor of Cordite and former poetry editor of Meanjin.

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Extinction

I was there when the dieback began.      First I felt the dead drive toward total florescence, company drying-out      as the sun went down on prime real estate, sandalwood, cedar      feathers in the red run, charred plains of old geology      bled …

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a day in the life long

The moon forgets its own face. I'm reminded that I don't like the colour of sky in summer, ever. Someone asks me to smell their rose colour. I say, Get out of the way of my birdsong! Watch the brittle …

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writers and editors

there are writers who are trying to get into books and there are editors that try hard to keep them out there are writers who are trying to get in too hard and there are editors that try books to …

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From River Cuts: Letters to Robert Adamson

canberra raining & the flight was shit / in the sticks somewhere off majura avenue (dickson) 19:39 0646 abstract & bearded hovering on a twelve foot cushion of evil / a still from eisenstein's ivan the terrible, mutation of reading …

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Where Am I?

a sheet of pills slips from the drawer to the floor not near a radio can't operate the dvd player, don't understand the digital box, (do I care ?) air, breeze and leaf (someone else's window) tinge the time (someone …

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Café Filmo

the Italians go to Starbucks – beam me up biscotti. Pasolini, the charmer, orders decaf. last century Federico Fellini made films as if everyone loved films that was the gift, the key. Pier Paolo filmed like someone who'd never been …

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Haven

that's nature for you — worried by a whip-bird, bitten and blotched by all the different bugs and nanobac that we find inside the hut, the weekender, the cabin in the haven. the shady scenic-route lookout marks the place that …

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love in the accusation

   somewhere between ´blood in the wind'1 and ´died to no avail'2    is this (´From The New World') what they call ´smear    campaign' or ´once more around the block'? reading, breathing in insects/gas, fifty years getting something right, some image to …

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Apophansis Republica (2)

First effect: the erasure of singularity. Second effect: a pattern of necessary associations. Ethical Adjustment #1: Deny all lies, greater truths justify these equivocations. Third Effect: the possibility of insight. Fourth Effect: the emotive response. Ethical Adjustment #2: Enclose the …

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Apophansis Republica (1)

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Sweet Child O’ Mine

departure brushes up against you a hurried commuter on the rush hour line it was really something to take part in the hubris a signed deal & a backslapped afternoon digital authenticity drowns out static & we forget how good …

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Dulce bellum inexpertis

pull the stitch through and sew the night wounds. the best time for war is while the enemy sleeps. Wilfred Owen of Tikrit breathes freely (not a mustard gas insectoid of trench warfare). they are the nonchalant Knights of the …

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They Do Their Best

They do their best–not wanting To show an ungrateful face, Not wanting to step out of line, To show difference They do their best–crowding out The shops, being up with the latest This or that, the most pressing of Consumer …

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Man with a Newspaper

It's a metropolitan weekend paper, As thick as a doormat, in several sections. He spreads the front page out on his lap With a satisfied look–he's going to enjoy this. But about half way down the trouble starts– His brow …

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there’s only ever been two

in our eyes' dilatory dance our irises open admit missed steps faults it marks the corona every break is here dot dot dash your bones' brittle semaphore tattoo out how far you fell how much we have a third between …

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That Second Heart

I cannot accept it. How can one be ready for this gift? My belly cannot curve to tightness, my skin cannot hold a drum (that second heart). I cannot accept it – limbs bursting buds. I cannot have the end …

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Asteral

if you come over i'll give to you what I can i heard you're in L.A. for the protest and the Post-sit-in i heard you're in L.A., shirt not buttoned at the top got a yellow flower patch spiting the …

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Dead Poem Office

I read the last rites over your submission today & since our procedures have been streamlined I'm delighted & at the same time proud to say That we've found a place for your poetry here. Give us your poems & …

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