Stuart Cooke



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Double Shudder

In ancestor times hills cried creeks, pines jammed into species, pierced cielo. The two cities spoke in season colour, colour behind eyelid colour, ebony bay scratched with lights. Despite their buildings’ calcified retinas, despite the torrents del concreto buckling with …

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Audio of ‘Nonfiction Poetry: Performing the Real’

This panel from the NonfictioNow Conference 2012 – at RMIT University and in partnership with Iowa University and Barbara Bedell, the Copyright Agency Limited, the Wheeler Centre and ABC Radio National – explores and discusses the potential of ‘nonfiction poetry’ …

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The Centre Cannot Hold: 6 Contemporary Filipino Poets

More than 92 million people live in the Philippines, making it the world’s 12th most highly-populated country. Given that many of these millions speak English as a second language, the Philippines is also one of the world’s largest English-speaking nations.

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Two Poems by Ricardo M. de Ungria

The two poems here are my most recent productions, written when I was winding up my commitments as bureaucrat and testing again the much-missed pool of ink for living lines and resonant images. My concerns here are countrified and rural, …

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Three Poems by Francisco Guevara

More than a page’s capacity to document how fact took place, I am interested in the way sound can become revolutionary inasmuch as the word ‘revolution’ asserts the necessary paradox of motion in its etymology. As revolution implicates the tension …

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Four Poems by Marc Gaba

I am an artist who loves lines. Vanitas at the speed of light he turned no further were we once an inviolate sorrow, an eyeful of apologies, too quick, or late enough in the instant to recoil from absence the …

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Three Poems by Marjorie Evasco

From my first collection, Dreamweavers, to the new work in two forthcoming collections, It is time to come home and Fishes of light / Peces de luz (with Cuban poet Alex Fleites), I continue to be fascinated by the tension …

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Three Poems by Mabi David

These poems are from an unpublished chapbook entitled Spleen. The poems in my two previous books have been called ‘detached’ and ‘objective.’ Thus, when I wrote these poems, I wanted to have it out with strong emotions and to explore …

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Three Poems by Conchitina Cruz

The poems I am working on these days defer to the impulse to archive and collect. Because of my interest in the collision of apparently objective methods of documentation and an explicitly idiosyncratic subjectivity, my poems employ the alphabet, the …

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Opera

After each useless, ephemeral voyage I return to the house and its quay; I circle the edge before skittling off to the suburbs. Come to me, I cry, fat plastic and screaming sail, shining, golden city cramped and seeping music! …

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Valparaíso and Tourist

Before the broken edges of an old city’s coast; before the waves breaking on the wharves; a city lost in the fog tumbling in from the ocean, in snakes of fog sliding down from the mountains, I’m tumbling through skins …

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