There is a mountain, my son, between us and from this side, here at the bottom where I am dressed appropriately in morning robe, where house mice scurry under the …
THE THINGLINESS OF THINGS: an interview with Jen Webb and Paul Hetherington
The scholar who admits to taking images on her phone when tipsy. The poet who exhibits his work in art galleries. A little capital city that was boldly designed from …
Riding back in the dusk (Anne M Carson)
Malmsbury, Victoria There’s no black like the black of trees silhouetted against sunset; matt, boot-black black. Baked-on Bakelite black, back-lit by the sky’s citrus tones – mandarin, orange and lemon …
In the Beginning was the Word (Joe Nuttall)
When I was about twelve, I went through a brief but intense love affair with particular words. I used to write them, over and over, in different ways, different colours. …
fuel oxygen ignition (Alice Allan)
you’ve mellowed quite a bit your tinsel compliment a night in the country all grown up standing under a floodlight watching hundreds of winged hopefuls fling themselves at the whitegold …
Darlinghurst Nights (Meera Atkinson)
The nights grew hotter and the air faintly sugary. Luna sensed a man just out of range. She waited. And while she waited, she read books from the library, sometimes …
Greek Summer (Nathanael O’Reilly)
For Tricia On the road from Patras to Corinth, I piss in petrol station toilets paved with marble, eat lamb, potatoes, tomatoes and feta, break bread worthy of dreams. In …
Carrying an injury (Penelope Cottier)
He cradles it, tender as any Mary ever caught in stained-glass web. Injury does not scream, but purrs, a kitten formed from bandages, rocked in the player’s embrace. Tender as …
Master of the Ghost Dreaming (Graham Akhurst)
A bloodied sunset reminds us That ghosts come from the ocean in the dark They bellow on trumpets And greedily watch sails flex Drawing them closer They leave their dreaming …
On the Importance of Fighting Violence Against Women: Melissa Blais’s "I hate feminists!"
Review by Camilla Patini On December 6, 1989, a 25-year-old man burst into an engineering school, the École Polytechnique de Montréal, in Canada. Declaring ‘You’re all a bunch of feminists, …