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- Aidan Coleman Reviews New and Selected Poems of Anna Wickham
- Ivy Ireland Reviews Ali Whitelock’s and my heart crumples like a coke can
- Editorial to AFRO AUSTRALIAN
- 4 Works by Guled Abdulwasi
- The Platonic Split
- you have no idea how far i swam
- To the still
- Garden of Grace
- Bloody QnA
- The Physics of Self
- Life Poem
- go ahead, call it magic
- Chalk to Charcoal
- (un) learning
- 3 Sisters
- Blood Fuel
- Raelee Lancaster Reviews Alison Whittaker’s Blakwork
- Alex Creece Reviews Marion May Campbell’s third body
- Ivy Ireland Reviews Steve Armstrong
- Magan Magan Reviews deciBels 3
- Claire Albrecht Reviews Manisha Anjali’s Sugar Kane Woman
- Review Short: Simeon Kronenberg’s Distance
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 …
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 …
‘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’.
‘There is an assumption that real art only comes from the city,’ writes Winnie Siulolovao Dunn in her 2017 essay, ‘FOB: Fresh off the Books’. Dunn is writing about the stigma of hailing from both Mt Druitt and Tonga. For the young Dunn, the ethnically diverse Western Suburbs of Sydney seem far removed from any cultural centre.
Send 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.
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 …
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 …
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, …
Imagine that three poems are delivered to your door. They come without note, explanation or sending address. The first is Charles Wright’s ‘Appalachian Book of the Dead’[2. Charles Wright, ‘The Appalachian Book of the Dead,’ in Black Zodiac (New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1997), 34-35. All subsequent references included in text as line numbers.]. The second is a fragment called ‘Pilgrimage’, which is the title of section three of John Burnside’s poem ‘Roads’[3. John Burnside, ‘Roads,’ in The Asylum Dance (London: Jonathan Cape, 2000), 73-84. All subsequent references included in text as line numbers.].
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 …
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 …
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.