Abbra Kotlarczyk



‘To be a child is to be human’: Abbra Kotlarczyk in conversation with Ender Başkan

Ender and I first met during a brief encounter at a mutual friend’s house exhibition in Brunswick East, Naarm/Melbourne, well over a decade ago. My oldest kid is now 9, so I know it was more than ten years ago, but often the timelines blur into these loose categories of ‘before’ and ‘after’: the before and after of having babies, of writing poetry again, and of understanding the meaning of the word ‘oxytocin’ in this new, rapturous way.

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THE NEW GAY SCIENCE

The new gay science has me as qualitative rather than quantitative heir of a family business in building; The new gay science prioritises the technology of story over the false determinacy of seed to interpret the light and lovely blond …

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Tell Me Like You Mean It 6

Once, I was sitting in my therapist’s office, and she asked me the question ‘Why do you write poetry?’ It’s a very good question; one with many answers, half of which I couldn’t articulate here. I responded to her with something like, ‘It helps me to understand my internal environment.’

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My Kathy Acker

(Corymbia citriodora) I’m by the Lake reading Jackie Wang’s grieving turn away from another body of water when I cross the bridge turn away from this collection of spent vessels still coursing while a black swan aerates its middle down …

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Sonar for Conception

I. your arrival was a kind of heliography you came with the sunrise: a seven hour process that set the platetone you, the lavender oil laid down to wipe away the steely toned posterior of my ambivalence now turned gooey. …

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