If May were to call a spade a spade, would Spade hover over tenets and terms, flatten freesias, ferns, friction, fiction, to strike stretches of Pater- son's Curse or Salvation Jane and kangaroo-paw terrains, so burying the bloom labour and language could claim and cover?
29.0: PASTORAL
Poetry Editor Stuart CookeReleased December 2008
Index of Poems
Contributor Notes
Cover Image: David Prater
The second in another binary pairing, PASTORAL was meant to be Cordite's answer to SECRET CITIES but, with the introduction of open comments on the poetry in the issue, quickly transformed into a strange and captivating example of web 2.0 dialogue. Compelling, even.
