Keywords: Crabs

  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Headland daydreaming

    • Peter Ramm
    • 30 September 2019
    2 Comments

    This place is new to my son, who doesn't know that satin bowerbirds pilfer the brush ... He's busy tracing each scribble in each gum, and my hands are full of his hands, faintly heavy — faintly delicate. A towering deciduous fig hangs over us; its branches are neural pathways, thin at their tips the way memories thin in time.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Through the window a Eucharist of moon

    • Rory Harris
    • 18 February 2019
    2 Comments

    On the flight out of Manila / clouds sculpt prancing herds / & then the long drive south / to a home as we know it / back to a sound of almost rain.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    One child held my left pinky

    • Brian Doyle
    • 06 June 2016
    11 Comments

    One child held onto my left pinky everywhere we went. Never any other finger and never the right pinky but only the left pinky and never my whole hand. To this day sometimes in the morning I stare at my left pinky and suddenly I am in the playground or on the beach or in a thrumming crowd, and there is a person weighing 40 pounds holding onto my left pinky so tightly I am tacking slightly to port. My finger misses her hand this morning. It has been many years since she held my finger.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    The epic life of the real Iphigenia

    • Gillian Bouras
    • 16 March 2016
    9 Comments

    It was a bright winter's day when we visited Iphigenia. Long widowed, she was meticulously turned out in black traditional outfit. Iphigenia is not sure how old she is; she thinks she is 86. Anglophones regularly make a hash of this beautiful name, the correct pronunciation of which is Ifeeyainya. But the ones I know are intrigued by the mythological character, who was ill-fated, to say the least. I soon learned that there had also been ample sorrow and trauma in the life of the modern Iphigenia, too.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Elegy for Joshua Hardy

    • Dougal Hurley
    • 07 July 2015
    5 Comments

    Stop trying to possess him, claim him, covet your story, talk it away with the Christ or the hackneyed straddling of 'Two Worlds'. He didn't walk between them, he just was, is and ever shall remain, a man not a slogan.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Furze fires cast a pall over the coast

    • John Kinsella
    • 22 April 2014

    You can see them cover the red sandstone range and spread over bogs from a vantage point high on Clear Island, furze fires that heat winter to spite itself. And leaving the island you catch an old man igniting a hedgerow, fire sucking light and throwing its carpet of smoke — no yellow flowers, just flame against itself.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Trying hard not to die

    • Belinda Rule
    • 16 July 2013
    1 Comment

    Green and stony hills rise like mesa, thin and steep, like the holes in Swiss cheese inverted. A narrow road winds up and down and around. We have to hurry. My tires plough the verge: dirt falls to nothing ... Someone else is in the car: who?

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Christmas Island crabs

    • Various
    • 29 November 2011

    Christmas for crabs; their island blooms with a rare largesse of flesh mashed to pulp on rocks — such 'palatable human refuse'.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    In the suburbs of glut

    • Les Wicks
    • 27 April 2010
    1 Comment

    The same delusion that made us rich .. leaves a Hungry by the doors .. By comparison the 'wealthy' ones, Australian with homes .. on the market, no offers .. bereft in Bankstown .. wails in Warrimoo .. People are and want good.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    City of steel and jaded bricks

    • Cassandra O'Loughlin
    • 02 February 2010
    2 Comments

    the sweat-shiny, blackened men .. whose households were regulated by the whistle .. they woke or slept by. The BHP, like a bulker tethered .. amidst chimney stacks and luffing cranes .. to a bollard on the Hunter

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Crabs, cars and Peter Carey

    • Tim Kroenert
    • 11 December 2008
    1 Comment

    Of the notorious Australian low-budget genre films of the 1970s and 1980s, few would feature 'social commentary' as a selling point. But then, few have the distinction of being based on a Peter Carey short story.

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  • ARTS AND CULTURE

    Everything has its own colour

    • Fitzroy Community School students
    • 03 October 2007
    4 Comments

    A selection poems on the theme of colour, written by five students at the Fitzroy Community School in Melbourne, aged between 5 and 12.

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