Keywords: New Australian Poems
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Diane Fahey
- 10 August 2010
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After I'd reached the Top .. why didn't they save me .. from Boardroom Rivals .. plotting to bring me down?
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Anne M. Carson
- 03 August 2010
Two poems from a series about Heinrich Himmler's personal masseur, Felix Kersten. He used his influence over Himmler to secure the release of many prisoners — much like Oscar Schindler.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Cecilia Condon
- 27 July 2010
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Your profile .. Your pics, updated .. Your 746 Friends .. Fend off the texture of the universe. F***book will f*** You.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Susan Fealy and Jamie King-Holden
- 06 July 2010
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A cracked grey angel .. shadows a snatch of brown weeds .. in a Coke bottle. .. A marble stone reads: .. 'our loving son, died too young' .. he sleeps, snug in clay.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
Does anybody think we'll go away from here
just because they've sanctioned us and breached us, preached at us,
acquired our country, stolen our yesterdays, the silk and hardy timbers
of them ..
Do they really think they've crushed our silvers and our souls by
managing our sturdy little incomes?
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Peter Mitchell and Kathryn Hamann
- 15 June 2010
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she migrates the long, thin pole around the recycling dumpster. Beer bottles clink, aluminium cans become metal kebabs ... on the road: her set eyes read the worlds of nature — the sky as upturned colander, shaking droplets of rain.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- P. S. Cottier and Jeff Klooger
- 08 June 2010
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Since furniture regained its proper size .. and animals ceased to speak .. since teapots evicted rodents .. and the Queen became so very nice .. I find myself looking back ... Everything now is normaler and normaler
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ARTS AND CULTURE
Some volcanoes are dead bigtime .. Be careful: Don't go near them .. They spit
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ARTS AND CULTURE
as she lies there, somehow she feels time creeping — some inchoate sense, sense of the Grim Reaper reaping with his scathing scythe, or Father Time with a sieve ...
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ARTS AND CULTURE
mapping the cobbled Parisian dawn .. in search of juxtaposition .. stairways,
upturned street vendors' carts .. unglamorous prostitutes, pedlars .. the
stillness of odd, aged architecture .. angles, spaces awash with light
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Tony London
- 20 April 2010
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The old people in the mortuary silence of the doctor’s waiting room, rehearse the look, the patois, become familiar with the creeping symptoms, the medicines of resistance, the gentle small steps on the way.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Libby Hart and Belinda Rule
- 13 April 2010
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Lift up a stone, find a spider, fat as a grape ... Run, and I will be tucked up in the heel of your shoe, gnawing at the lining.
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