Sarah French



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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Wards of State of Western Australia

for Diane They liked church the way we liked Countdown the man had a moustache & the woman had one too – a soft, dark shadow that haunted her smile Diane didn't like calling them 'Ma' and 'Pa' because they …

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Briohny Doyle Reviews Five Islands New Poets Series 12

There are about 75 poets in Australia today whose first collection was published as part of the Five Islands New Poets Series. I arrive at this figure taking into account the number of years that the series has been published, allowing for what is referred to in several places as the 'slight hiccup' of 1997. If it is a little inaccurate it hardly matters.

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The Long Drop

Sarah French was born in Perth in 1969. Her work has appeared in Imago, Westerly, Blue Dog and Meanjin.

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Ghost Writing

Lapsed vegetarian, lapsed Jew we connect at absurd points (one discreet eater of bacon to another) memory like the old story about the blind men & the elephant each groping for proof you will insist on your version how you …

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Weeds

Sarah French was born in Perth in 1969. Her work has appeared in Imago, Westerly, Blue Dog and Meanjin.

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Midnight Cowboy

You do your dreaming on Greyhound buses do all your dreaming between destinations In the New York smog will follow you like a hangover you'll buy a postcard to catch a view hustle women with hard-baked skin by asking directions …

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simultaneous / soon

burn through cliches / a pack a day smoker / soon your smile will burn like paper / curl & disintegrate simultaneous / soon you'll become thin as a whisper / cough up a cast iron lung / soon you'll …

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