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Rob Wilson: I Was a Teenage Gertrude Stein
One day soon the videoshop will be full of movies you've never seen hide nor hair of the wilde beast with shakespeare stuck in his paw. Bastard in a ramshackle shed. All the characters will buy copies of the same …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffNick Whittock: re mission
stuart macgill's dismissal of brian lara in the second innings of the second test 2000/2001 it is akin to the moment when the batsman left the atmosphere of his suit a viral agent is being expelled from my body into …
Nick Whittock: michael slater 2
i just need some time and space the cut shot will begin to function and i will be unstoppable once more in my exuberance i have let things go that perhaps should have been dealt with more rigorously through my …
Matt Robinson: f(x) – 5th metacarpal; on seeing the x-ray of your broken hand
at first: the suspension of disbelief. then, comparison – the compulsion to equate it, this image's spectral nonsense, with something else; make it lithographic, reproducible. and so: try fog taking shape – playing at art – that night on the …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffSally Ann McIntyre: On the Tip of the Visible
1 Morning loosens small bright spots from total space. On one hill, the black trees emerge arthritically from indistinguishable black. Perspective is here & i can lean against its vertical to rest, whereas the dark unclear fell through my body …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffDuane Locke: A Poem for Daphne, No. 53
As a child, I watched a man wearing overalls Fall Off A High Stool. He was sitting in a hardware store's aisle, Among Nails of many lengths and sizes. The nails glittered under a bare light bulb. The straps of …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffAndy Jackson: Hearing things at the interactive sound exhibit
Scrape at First Site by Chris Henschke, Oct 2001 It's easy to talk as if mere words didn't hold understanding like a sieve, easy to succumb to binaries in a digital age. Some things sneak underneath the radar, work not …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffDJ Huppatz: sonnet: poetry
Colorful rainy days. Poetry can offer you help and add to endless joys. Every day it bring fresh wind. Words put in good shape is great existence beyond languages and races. Your personal life gives a peaceful and pleasant mind …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffD.J. Huppatz: blues
who thought random adaptable thumb heavy condensation he is listening drawn naturally him earth blues quiet unfinished pictogram whose shoes constipated curling streaking in clouds analogue mapping simply words germination german nation strata disaster distilled
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffD.J. Huppatz: make speak god
open window to glue me. overheard god. speaking to you who is it open who is it. is it glass. gap for. addiction to. addiction to fix. in passage now. return to. glass who close. who close now dead butterfly …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffLiam Ferney: Militancy
It's an early Spring so They celebrate by naming a new constellation after Damir Dokic ! So what if it'll be obscure in four years they argue, it's contemporary now! And just like Diomedes he turns up at the press …
Averill Bones: Pile Up
Fit for a princess with her prickly pea or a hundred bedded strumpets and their sailors sprung lithe with fiery life, drunk on enthusiasm. Cross-hatched by quick love, bodies lay memory on memory, the weight of which will crush metal …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffChris Andrews: What It’s Like
If you don't know what it's like you just don't know and even if you did what good would it do apart from developing your character like when a detective reveals how he got those alluring emotional scars: a blow …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffChris Andrews: Disencumbered 2
You might have missed your chance to see Rome rebuilt from rain-spotted blueprints and you may never follow the ghost of a caravan hauling silk indigo opium cotton or salt. You might keep forgetting how rhythm is spelt but there's …
Posted in 10: LOCATION ASIA-AUSTRALIA Comments OffZhang Ping: I am Belgium's Zhang Ping. So Are You
Translated by Ouyang Yu I am Belgium's Zhang Ping. So are you swaying from side to side, we play saxophones together two tunes coming out of one brass wind strolling outside the window, like this snowy night as you said …
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