Jazz Money



Poetry as Protest; Protest as Poetry

We’ve had reason, lately, to wonder at the effectiveness of protest. Movements like Black Lives Matter and Me Too (or, earlier: the Occupy Movement) mobilised millions of people around the world, yet it feels – particularly in our current political moment – as though despairingly little has changed. This frustration is felt with acute horror in the face of Israel’s genocidal campaign in Gaza, which has seen protestors gathering in the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands every week for two years, demanding an end to the violence only to be ignored or painted as extremists by their governments.

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some generosities

where does the wind begin and how to make my body fit into the spaces left in the hollowed trees I want to surrender to the clay and ash of this landscape let the paper daisies remember only a song …

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‘Collective generosities’: Sara M Saleh in Conversation with Jazz Money

Jazz Money is a poet and artist of Wiradjuri heritage creating work across installation, digital, performance, film and print. Money’s first poetry collection, how to make a basket (UQP, 2021) was the 2020 winner of the David Unaipon Award.

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if that ghost is still here come morning

if that ghost is still here come morning brew a hot cup go out walking with the memory of those you couldn’t heal * every night comes with new intention but i don’t know how to read the wind and …

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they rise

(after Hannah Brontë, after Maya Angelou) it used to be all white men shit when I turned on the news when I was little it was the same shitty white liberal prime minister shit shitty pauline hanson shit shitty gap …

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