Lachlan Brown

Winter Meditation on Autumn Meditation (1)

After Du Fu Shopper drops jade bracelet, then collapses in shock. When I get to level 47 the air is almost breathable. A cold wind blows beyond the river of ancestors, past the cars in the lobby of the Marriott …

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Walking in Isolation (III)

what plinth-moment is this, allowing the display of bark: twisted, straight, or notched with achievements? a swing- set attaches pathways to opportunities, weaving shadow- lines into an iron crown. & the real presence logs in each morning by walking poems …

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Introduction to Marjon Mossammaparast’s That Sight

Photo by Gen Ackland. BUY YOUR COPY HERE Marjon Mossammaparast’s That Sight offers us a wide-ranging series of viewpoints, taking the reader through various locations and histories. It zooms out to cosmological heights, and even beyond to God (or the …

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Summer Meditation on Autumn Meditation (3)

after Du Fu Thousands of apartments honeycomb these towers, lit by angled sunlight and increasing valuations. I sit on the hill of our GDP. In the harbour the fishing boats return from exhausted seas, floating in bewilderment. China Southern expands …

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Kishore Ryan Reviews Lachlan Brown

‘Toward dusk,’ writes Brown in the book’s penultimate poem, ‘when the sky is passport blue, / you return via the National Performing Arts Centre, / its vast half-egg reflected in the stirring water.’ This poem, ‘Blank face double vision’, is reminiscent in certain ways of Lorca’s Poet in New York. Both Brown and Lorca use the phrase ‘blank face’ as well as the word ‘egg’.

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SUBURBIA Editorial

Suburbia is often perceived to be artistically peripheral and yet it is also entrenched as the focal point of Australian cultural hegemony. After all, Australia has been the most suburban nation on earth since the late nineteenth century.

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Submission to Cordite 84: SUBURBIA

SuburbiaSend us your latest and greatest poems about the suburbs, the immense variety of life therein, and whether your suburban experience is inner, outer, middle-belt, beachside, exclusive, inclusive, multicultural, bogan, hipster or something else together.

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Second Launch

Now, even from this distance, you notice too many espresso cups scattered across the axes of your life. That is why bits of unmatched self get shattered and overlayed in places like this. You try to count the connections, café …

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And when you find an entire cigarette on the ground* but you’ve never smoked anything, it seems like there’s a wide universe offering you lung-cancered perfection, no longer content with your ease of breath. Wander the streets on any council …

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Creative Vacancy

You jump at chancy Snapchat possibilities, your suitcase eyes looking better beneath the third filter. You’re sitting here with technology’s slouch, sinking further into the selfworld imagining a terrifying flightpath from London to Kuala Lumpur to anywhere really. ‘Be yourself, …

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What We (non)Believe: Reading Poems by Charles Wright, John Burnside, and Kevin Hart

Imagine that three poems are delivered to your door. They come without note, explanation or sending address.

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Is This

high end fascism or bomb blast nostalgia at the season’s shoulder each day an analogue of the one that came before it as though we could somehow avoid spring’s litigious blue skies or those evening stars like talk show applause …

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Well Tempered

Prelude: Instructions for Travel When facing a veritable quandary insert hormone pellets Gather the mob at the bicycle assembly point Wish for a book at Powell’s locate fancy beasts, a mosquito cry hallelujah! then blackout Imagine noir script starring woman …

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Review Short: Lachlan Brown’s Limited Cities

A meditation on city limits – the literal and figurative limits of cities – and the edges of ‘urban’ definition, Lachlan Brown’s first collection, Limited Cities, conveys the extreme contrasts and contradictions of suburban environments via train-window views. Macquarie Fields, Parisian banlieues and Barcelona street scenes: each keen observation of the space through which he moves contributes to a nuanced description of the poet’s perspective, and in turn the reader’s too. What at first appears to be a collection concerned with the external – landscapes and cityscapes – is, in fact, more personal.

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