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Author: Jamie Dawe

  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Gloria

    • Jamie Dawe
    • 03 November 2022

    Mum had unshakeable graciousness, although her hand executing cigarette /  ballet pirouettes put the fear of foreign emulsification in brothy ox tongue  soups / Strong foundations based on love, respect and loyalty with times of grieving — an empath for a neighbour or relative

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    Unsent letter

    • Jamie Dawe
    • 02 June 2022

    It was wrong to expect her to wade through the river of sadness of family obligations / Right person, wrong timing and I turned away / I have sought to explain myself by searching / 15 years later it is seemly to vanquish the letter / Guaranteed, she found someone somewhere better.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Ownership

    • Jamie Dawe
    • 06 December 2021
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    I own my proclivities and short comings / I own the transgressions of those which have inflicted wounds some unhealed /  I own the sublime moments of subjective joy / I own little but I am rich in compassion / I own not the land it owns me

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    A black and blue visitation

    • Rory Harris, Grant Fraser, Lyn McCredden, Jamie Dawe
    • 08 June 2021
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    Into the sky, black and blue visitation by which we are blessed, or warned. Screaming like lovers en route, regal, snapping for nuts and dominance in the clattering trees.

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    Long conversations over low fences

    • Jamie Dawe
    • 16 February 2021
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    In a stilted, modest Queenslander in Cumming Street we lived. Pets, organic alimentation and perishable bartering. Egg producing Cackling Rhode Island Reds, Leghorns and Bantams. Freedom to explore the countryside without fear or anxiety. Long conversations over low fences.

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