Keywords: Australian Poetry
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Nola Firth
- 04 November 2014
7 Comments
Great ox, your shoulders, rump, are dark inked and centre stage. But your horns, clear pointed, are mere memories of anger's mark... You no longer snort and stamp, your eye looks shy and hushed
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Rory Harris
- 28 October 2014
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you rattled the night around kitchen tables, water glasses filled with new wine healing history, roses on your cheeks & thunder in your heart
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Barry Gittins
- 21 October 2014
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Hope for unseen vistas Peace for travelled paths. Joy for slaughtered innocence. Love for aftermath. Grace for unsought trials. Faith for visions fouled.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Robyn Rowland
- 14 October 2014
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Muriel Wakeford was stunned to see the ocean suddenly scarlet, a shoal of new-mown corpses that lay face-down in the sea. She saw what few steps most men managed before a grey hail began dropping them like insects sprayed.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Angela O'Rourke and Will Day
- 07 October 2014
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Cresting the hill our breath suspends in unison. We are laughing, eye-spying. You, the one not driving, spy it first: a Jeff Koons puppy, backlit, riding a wave.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Tess Ashton
- 30 September 2014
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Our Uber appeared, a black Chevvy sculpture, a mere click of the fingers, from there to here, Denzel Washington, quipped hubby later was the driver, tall as a Pennsylvania night and lustrous as a god.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Lyn McCredden
- 09 September 2014
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You moved lightly with your dancer's step and your gentle, gracious hands that knew Mozart and Bach, soil under your nails, old-fashioned hymns, and a child's rounded head. Your heart was woven with the words of Shakespeare and Donne and Eliot, words you gave away to so many hungry to hear.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Anne Elvey
- 02 September 2014
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I woke in a strange dream of a priest who pitied the child born to the mother no longer a nun. From the pew behind, I was the I that spoke up to power.
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RELIGION
- Kevin Donnelly
- 28 August 2014
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Growing up in working class Broadmeadows in a Housing Commission estate with a communist father and a Catholic mother – mass on Sunday and the Eureka Youth Movement on Tuesday – taught me first hand about two of the most influential and powerful forces of the 20th century.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Brendan Ryan
- 26 August 2014
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A topless man shuffles into Coles. The Big Issue seller is liked and avoided. Buskers who specialize with the night, streetlights mooning the spaces that never close.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Paul Scully
- 19 August 2014
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Outside rituals, the salvation of small actions behind closed doors like the spider, my childhood friend, the silence returns, the woods of earlier times thin around me, my own tree shrinks back to its roots.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Kevin Gillam
- 12 August 2014
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We were song that day, free on the stave, note then note, spume and a whiff and dried weed, lick and boom of waves, nudge of groyne. The wind blew through. We were sand that day, sand and salt and shell and curled.
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