Shari Kocher

Eva Birch Reviews Foxstruck and Other Collisions by Shari Kocher

When I first read this book, I was taken aback by all the foxes, deer, and horses. These types of animals seemed cringy, stereotypical, Disney. Why isn’t she talking about kangaroos or koalas? I thought. Native animals have more weight, more depth, more inflections. After reading it again, I realised it was me being cringe, pretending as if colonisation didn’t happen, as if I wasn’t white—a little princess—as if I wasn’t really a person and I didn’t really exist.

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Poem whose volume contains attenuated pause

If to care means look closely, then streetscape here—you tell it—every gaze within the frame a tangent line in Euclidean space, not a single gaze intersecting another’s face (except the one looking across this flattened plane bent on asking) what …

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Review Short: Shari Kocher’s The Non-Sequitur of Snow

Dr Shari Kocher’s The Non-Sequitur of Snow is her first full-length publication, following nearly two decades of feature poems in a range of Australian and international journals. There is an airy sense of activity throughout this volume. Kocher’s poetic settings range freely between the material and the imagined, forging connections across generations, yet coming through with surprising steel in some pieces. Structurally the collection is diverse, flowing, and occasionally more experimental.

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The Navel of the World

Lake Titicaca is a freshwater lake the island of Amanti our home stay terraced and peaceful no motors no lights no buzzing at all the lake is an ocean of lappings the pathways are cobbled the fields tilled by hand …

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Travelogue through Time

colours explode in fevers of sweetness a llama springs tied to a tree cactus pillars packed with water wind song through cacti thorns one red rooster an ox-ploughed field the silence of the puna every fold of earth speaking a …

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My Singing Empty Hands

i hold the boat steady and my sister climbs in the boat smells of lavender as only the image of a boat can smell of lavender in a dream water purling at the lip my sister has not grown any …

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