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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Australia's mystic river

    • Poet
    • 02 April 2012
    3 Comments

    That river is almost embarrassed at the space it occupies — professionally shocked to be spotted despite the camouflage dust it wears. It scrawls on the grey-soil plains. This consecrated vellum is read by cockatoos.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Greek peasant's faithful fatalism

    • Gillian Bouras
    • 27 March 2012
    7 Comments

    Maria was born into poverty and did not have much luck in escaping it. Yet she was an unchallenged believer, who would say regularly, Oti thelei o Theos: Whatever God wants. This, while I would huff and puff and mutter that God helps those who help themselves. But part of me envied Maria her certainties.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Man versus wind

    • Alistair Stewart
    • 26 March 2012
    4 Comments

    The day has no front teeth, it raves in the street, it is grey as a tap, a murky x-ray of a multiple trauma. The front door keeps whistling old songs about going away ... these hinges hate me, not one screw will stay put. They are moving out.

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  • RELIGION

    St Patrick's Day talk

    • Frank Brennan
    • 16 March 2012

    Text is from Fr Frank Brennan SJ's St Patrick's Day Celebration talk at the Australian Centre for Christianity and Culture, 17 March 2012.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Receiving a past

    • Anne Elvey
    • 23 January 2012
    1 Comment

    From the glistening trees the chorus of what was said became me, before I registered the sacrifice. Now from the yes, a small face looks up mute. My eyes are still selfish and my ears hunt a magpie's repertoire. She spills it on the blue page.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    The beer jingle that saved Christmas

    • Brian Doyle
    • 21 December 2011
    1 Comment

    A hickory tree peed his pants. A striped bass assaulted an eggplant. A teacher cursed in Gaelic into her mic. Then my kid brother, Tommy, spontaneously stepped forward and sang that jingle. Some moments are unforgettable for reasons we can't articulate. My dad says he'll savour that one on his deathbed. 

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  • AUSTRALIA

    The dark heart of a European Christmas

    • Bronwyn Lay
    • 11 December 2011
    3 Comments

    The EU was a panacea for Europe's nationalist and imperial history. All hope was pinned on the euro as the saviour able to transcend internal differences. As Christmas approaches, the air feels fragile. Winter will be frugal. Death and disintegration are constantly on the European mind.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Existentialism by the bay

    • Brian Matthews
    • 10 November 2011
    1 Comment

    Bush towns settle into their landscape. The galvanised-iron roofs and encircling verandahs squat with a certainty and a determination that only nature at its worst — fire or flood — might disrupt. Coastal towns, conversely, know all about the uncertain nature of existence.

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  • AUSTRALIA

    Putting the faith back into development

    • Duncan Maclaren
    • 26 October 2011
    3 Comments

    The development theory of 'modernisation' taught that old traditions, including religion, had to disappear for people to be 'developed'. This purely Western model is now seen wanting. All faiths put the human person, not economic theories, at the centre of development.

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  • AUSTRALIA

    Roasts and race in segregated South Africa

    • Cecile Yazbek
    • 25 October 2011
    1 Comment

    Anthony cleans gutters. Some people give him money. When he has enough he buys himself a piece of chicken. 'Where is your mother,' I wonder, 'who roasted fat chickens in our oven, and cooked giant pots of meaty bones for our dogs, her brown arms pitted with burns from our kettles?'

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Farmed out

    • Helen Hagemann
    • 24 October 2011

    He drew fear from flood and seedless sun. She traded contradiction for curves and valley hips, verdant sod of earth, reckless drift of goats. When the bailiff came, the end of lamb and beef, she clung to rock and let the salt erupt ...

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    You are not alone

    • Shane McCauley
    • 17 October 2011
    2 Comments

    Mist moves here, cloaking statues, mild giants that haunt and wait... the slave breathes towardhis freedom.

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