Corey Wakeling



Sweet Meats

The waiter’s resurfacing inflames love like a cotton field in cyclone’s eye. How near we feel the coast, the coast being a hoax of a military force, but the pitter-patter could hardly disturb this, our wading through day. A face …

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Wakeling, Frost and a Sydney Prelude

It is again with pleasure that I announce two additional editors to the Cordite masthead: assistant editor Zenobia Frost and interviews editor Corey Wakeling. As an assistant editor, Zenobia Frost will be involved in a variety of editorial duties. Zenobia …

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Albert Tucker’s Fitzroy

To sit on a milker’s stool in the entry to your cottage, with the fallen carnations and Fitzroy’s bitumen smell rising up like a cordon between your disposal and your neighbours. Here we are in fame state. You turn the …

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Corey Wakeling Reviews joanne burns

joanne burns has been publishing experimental poetry in Australia for over four decades, and amphora is her thirteenth collection. At 135 pages, it is substantial and generous, of a breadth that allows for the prose poems burns is best known for along with a number of spectacular short poems and some longer series.

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A Report From the Poetry & the Contemporary Symposium

Trades Hall, Melbourne 7 – 9 July 2011 l-r: Ann Vickery, Martin Harrison, Tom Lee, and Tim Wright. How to sum up the Poetry and the Contemporary Symposium held at Melbourne’s Trades Hall under the auspices of Deakin University – …

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View from the Yarra Bend with two men (두 남자와 야라 벤드*에서 내려다 본 풍경)

An ugly gentleman, six-and-a-half feet tall, combs his black hair across one ear, and then another. Mallee gums eavesdrop the space where the magpies dig for paddle pops and ants, and he sees himself face down beneath the bench and …

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View from the memory in which we try to kiss each other (우리가 서로에게 입맞추려 했던 기억으로부터의 모습)

Firstly, I would like to say that I am sorry. Right now I’m kissing you on the shore of a lake so broad it is pulling all of the vistas of the earth in toward it. The plug island at …

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Corey Wakeling Reviews John Tranter

John Tranter has been publishing poetry for forty years, and his latest book is published in tandem with a critical companion to his oeuvre, The Salt Companion to John Tranter. As Rod Mengham writes in the companion’s preface, Tranter is “widely regarded by critics as the most important member of the so-called ‘generation of ‘68’”. This generation of poets was in fact named as such by Tranter himself.

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John Malley: Catastrophe Willing

You, tall Kosciusko, Smooth as buttocks, I trade Blows with your arsenal. Kosciusko, better than Patterson, Your pockets weigh the world Down with silver dollars. The Americas are broad, Stupid. When is the next operatic Catastrophe? I do not want …

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John Malley: Soil of Brie

crossroad shit-hound bound to concupiscent literalness boundary-barker, holing up in a shift-shop gears, open for years selling antique British motorcycle parts on the highway abides the devil, on a freeway, on a bench running motors to exhaustion fumes blackening throats …

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Beneath "Saw"

after Bella Li’s ‘You Saw Me First Isabella’   You, beneath “saw”. Your “me”, window-first. Tongue Isabella stilled passing dagger; for at indifference my “I” throat smiled you in. Mistook spite. My “of silence”. Myself.   The ewe wind alone …

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