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Michelle Cahill
Interlude
It was school vacation, my daughter skiing with her father, my husband in board meetings, mynah birds drumming on the window panes, autumn gifts, my first ex. in a condo in Kuantan, (true friendships don’t crowd us, they are not …
Day of a Seal, 1820
A tall ship patrols the coast, pelagic fish are vanishing. I sniff the kelp and bloodworms, mould into an eroded kerb with an akward wriggle of neck, whisking as if hiding my fur was natural as instinct for milk, or …
Asian-Australian Diasporic Poets: A Commentary
“This essay provides a survey of the poetry of some Asian Australian poets, and does not attempt to be definitive. Diasporic poetics raise more questions than they answer and are just as much about dis-placement as about place, just as much about a ‘poetics of uncertainty’ as about certainties of style/nation/identity.”
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Flash Bulbs in the Dark: Women are Dynamite
The poetry canon does women few favours. Over the years, I’ve had to seek out and find my own choice femmes to balance out the bookshelves. Never feeling the pull of Plath or Dickinson, I went from Sappho to Aphra …
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Heather Taylor Johnson Reviews Michelle Cahill
Vishvarūpa by Michelle Cahill Five Islands Press, 2011 Michelle Cahill’s second collection is marvellously named Vishvarūpa, Sanskrit for “manifold, having all forms and colours”. The cover is classic black and silver, with a close-up photograph of a Hindu deity’s sculpture. …
Five Sijo For My Raider (침입자를 위한 다섯 수의 시조)
Enemy, you have raided my country, your handwriting floats
Once in a ruptured past before mutiny or Midnight’s Children,
Once in a ruptured past before mutiny or Midnight’s Children, on the telly, keepsakes on the grill, Everyone stares at the stranger on the black road contemplating the devil or a head in a shoebox where hands once shut a …
Reading the Mahābhārata
Once in a ruptured past before mutiny or Midnight's Children,
