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South Australian poet Rob Walker’s latest collection, Tropeland, is exceptionally playful. Puns and wry twists in language are balanced with humour and a self-conscious sense of otherness, the speakers always slightly displaced from their subjects. Walker is not pessimistic in this process however; there is a consistently optimistic tone throughout Tropeland, as well as a canny awareness of failings and ironies in life.
in the Pacific your point of origin a speck of pollen but a diaspora delivered you to every beach resort your trunk adolescent slim-muscled, smoothskinned with occasional acne and zits your substitute leaves scimitars of baby claws, stockwhips for the …
If your face was a piece of wood I wouldn’t know which way to plane it I say. The right side of his mouth curls into a ghost smile. Yeah he says my grain goes all over the place. I …
before dawn even flowers are grey till magpies, monochrome flautists, pipe in the colours
first rain in months what little hair i have plastered on my scalp as i cross the wet city to leave some copies of micromacro at the dark horsey growing from the grating framed in red brick and aluminium is …
expressed digitally the answer to everything is one. or nothing.
Ethel Malley is the sister of Ern Malley.
Burwood, New South Wales Dear Editors, I am not certain that I am eligible for your competition, but please bear with me. You see, I am the sister of Ernest. I feel compelled to point out a grave error in …
The climax of this epic ode to Science is an entire section of works on The Big Bang. The concept of The Beginning of Time blows a tiny mind (like mine). Page's allusion to the theory of Before the Birth of Time reminded me of my own ever-circular childhood musings and awkward questions in Sunday School of what God did the day before he decided to create The Heavens and The Earth.
These are big questions.
Deb Matthews-Zott recognises that good sex begins in the head, so to speak. She zeroes in on the psychological seduction, avoiding the temptation to sound all Mills & Boon, or like some page torn from a textbook on gynaecology.
Someone once said that you shouldn't use poetry to tell a story. Either Les hasn't heard this, or he chooses to ignore it. Much of his work consists of poetic snapshots which are acerbic cross-sections of the narratives of ordinary people; and it's the very ordinariness of Wick's characters which elevates them to heroic status.