keywords: New Australian Poem

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Sun blast Eucharist

    • Rory Harris
    • 06 September 2011

    the coast is jagged like a weeping cut .. the high end of town, pizza beer dusk ... it is here we have staked a life, counted off the steps and measured what it is we need ... hands dissolve in prayer.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Spider monk

    • Grant Fraser
    • 30 August 2011
    2 Comments

    Now he is pursed within the curl of his leaf, a monk at watch for those lost souls, whom he might trap in the sneer of his silken intentions.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Nursing home subversion

    • James McPherson
    • 16 August 2011
    9 Comments

    'You've got a wicked mind, Padre.' 'All the wickeder for seeing you.' Enter Big Nurse. Big Needle. Big Sleep. I check the stopwatch when I wake. I do not tell Big Nurse her response time is a personal best.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Friday sex and family

    • Margaret McCarthy | Jennifer Compton
    • 09 August 2011
    7 Comments

    There are weary smiling workers recovering from a Thursday night event. There are men planning this, the second weekend, with their family. There are married couples — one in the throes of giving up hope of being touched, the other working hard to ensure the weekend is chaste. 

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Homeless Grace

    • Brian Doyle
    • 02 August 2011
    7 Comments

    She lived in an alcove outside Saint Brigid's Church. She had been an artist. She drank. She married a man who slept on the avenue, not near the church; he didn't like the church, said it talked to him at night in a stern rumble. He beat her. Her name was Grace.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    No place to talk about death

    • Warrick Wynne
    • 26 July 2011
    2 Comments

    The light is falling away with the tide, but the dark shapes are birds going somewhere. the bubbles in the sand small breaths rising into the air ...

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Brother of a suicide and war dead

    • Ian C. Smith
    • 12 July 2011
    1 Comment

    His mother quoted Shakespeare, preferred her husband to their children, placing her faith in him, gin, and ghosts ... When she turned up breast cancer's card she hugged her suffering to herself.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Dorothy enjoys a funeral

    • Brook Emery and Rodney Wetherell
    • 05 July 2011
    2 Comments

    Awful to think of her lying in that polished box, plump though somewhat wasted. It's a mercy, someone's bound to say, yet tearful Bill may not agree.

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