In my father’s garden you pick a black pomegranate and when I open my pocket for you to place the fruit there, you look at me with a fervent stare. You …
Pachinko Sunsets and Concrete Flamingos: poems by David Gilbey and Mark Roberts
Australian Studies Conference, Hachioji, Tokyo (David Gilbey) There are no seats on the shinkansen to Tokyo so I stand for 300 kilometres, suspended, at more than 200 kph, clambering the …
Cheep Cheep (David Adès)
Maybe all the pin-downable things have been pinned, framed on walls like a collector’s set of old butterflies, and we can all regress now in a stew of ancient enmities, …
Matt & Tess in the Wild Weather: Poems by Les Wicks
Matt in The Wild Weather My Summer sits in silence. She wears this pet name like I have the power to give it, Tess is rolling familiar smoke I query …
Mr In-between (Brian Young) & The Straight Road Story (Namall Manu)
Mr In-between by Brian Young (edited by Phillip Hall) White trash, black trash, that in-between one brown one trash You tell me, what fuck am I??!!! Might have been stolen …
Eyes as Fire (Peter Mitchell)
A foot floors the accelerator. Flowers of flame blossom on the rocks below. The voices of fame chorus praises: Thelma and Louise become sky riders. Even though the scales of …
The QPF Philip Bacon Ekphrasis Award Winners 2015
In 2015 Queensland Poetry Festival (QPF) proudly announced the inaugural Philip Bacon Ekphrasis Award. This new award is named after one of Australia’s premier art dealers, Philip Bacon, who has agreed …
Excerpts of Escape from a Victorian Asylum: Brief List of Items from the Wellcome Collection (James Walton)
This restless melancholia unsoothed in the application of tubular tobacco rectum smoke wanders from the crying wall searching for the music where Napoleon’s toothbrush strums over Bentham’s skin dancing in …
DIG (Miguel Jacq)
it is the duty of parents to name you, to store read-only instinct in your shell of foreign flesh. this seems disruptive at first but I go naturally, native to …
SILENT AS A LANTERN (Stephen Oliver)
Flame is cupola. See it erupt from shock-blown window frames of tall buildings. Boisterous as applause exploding from theatre galleries. Observe flame’s upward curve, elegant as the carved prows of …