Duncan Hose



Candelo Speedway

Going bitch-kegs at it After our Demon Tweak Seven thousand pistonlicks per second B.now I have stolen my own weight in pork products Reader, self-annihilating and semi-devine! Do this in memorium of me. As revenge against the ones who gave …

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Duncan Hose Reviews Nick Whittock

Whatever happened to the Goddam enlightenment? I understand that this grandiose Western intrigue has moved dialectically through succeeding twilights if not dark ages, and the twentieth century was a sort of apocalyptic culmination or quickening of this protracted ‘event’ with the splitting of the atom, the holocaust and turning the idea of the world into a globalised tele-visual circus of war and business.

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Michael Aiken Reviews Duncan Hose

The bio of Duncan Bruce Hose describes the Australian poet as coming from ‘the softslang line of the chansonnier, whose reference points range between Trefoil Island, Melbourne and Coney Island.’ In Bunratty, his third collection, that ‘softslang line’ delivers a suite of deftly composed (post)modernist folk songs, characterised by a highly idiosyncratic orthography and a preoccupation with sex and booze.

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Pembroke Chantey

Unidentified girls of Pembroke sing The sea was so rough and my hands is so tough A long time agoooo Blow-boy-blow – – my diggyman Drunkdrunkdrinky It goes on like this actually goes on like this coming out of the …

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Charm of a bivalve chantey

sharpley and with hardly withouten effort I prise from you a sigh, not the vaste soupir (oh.) of the sea something more morbidly flushed p.haps a ‘radiant travesty’ au revoir, Club-toe! I am airs cheerful as I ought to be …

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Pembroke and Charm of a Bivalve Chanteys (after Duncan Hose)

Pembroke and Charm of a Bivalve Chanteys (after Duncan Hose)

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Robert Wood Reviews Duncan Hose, Jean Kent and Alyson Miller

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Duncan Hose Reviews Best Australian Poems 2014

Being in and of one’s time (in favour of it, in fact) means producing work that is sensitive to the discursive furies of the day – the atmosphere of mutating code that the poet must stick to poems in new and strange forms. All else is nostalgia and denial. No-one knows what it means that Australia’s imperial republic, whose god has finally been revealed as cosmopolitan capitalism, is, in the history of colonies, still in its infancy yet so impressively seems to be approaching an end of days. If you’ve got burnt chaps and a warm six-shooter (cowgirl), these are exciting times.

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Against Colony Collapse Disorder; or, Settler Mess in the Cells of Contemporary Australian Poetry

Colony collapse disorder describes a phenomenon whereby worker bees suddenly and inexplicably disappear from a hive. It has recently been identified as a syndrome following the rapid vanishing of Western honeybee colonies across North America and Europe. Justin Clemens also uses the term to describe an aesthetic collapse, whereby poets can only demonstrate their existence as ‘being caught dead’ given the fragile conditions of poetry and the inevitable, deadly effects of the past.

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Q&A with Nicholas Walton-Healey and His Land Before Lines

Image of and by Nicholas Walton-Healey Land Before Lines is a book from Melbourne-based photographer and writer Nicholas Walton-Healey. The 144-page, full-colour volume (the images appear in black and white here for page recall considerations) features portraits of 68 Victorian …

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Snottische.

Richmond hotties are hotter than other kinds of hotties but harder \ to find (trobar trouver) They may not even be hot at all There is a man with a bag of tripe. I wonder is he thinking ‘Tripe Shantey?’ …

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Review Short: Outcrop: radical Australian poetry of land

Outcrop: radical Australian poetry of landAs I write this review, sunlight filtered through a pall of smoke casts a dull orange glow over my kitchen bench. The Blue Mountains are burning. Sydney’s haze resembles downtown Beijing’s and it’s only October. Such an apocalyptic scene – part of the ‘Australian experience’ I am assured by our Prime Minister – provides context for the world into which Outcrop and its ‘radical poetry of land’ emerges. This is not to suggest that the anthology’s outlook is primarily environmental, but that alternative ways of examining land are sorely needed.

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