Keywords: New Australian Poems
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Vinay Verma
- 23 March 2010
As angels of innocence cast .. Imperfect shadows .. God idioms are intoned .. Perfunctory .. As morning ablutions .. Disciples invoking pacts of compromise .. Offering souls and solutions .. Silent in their conspiracy
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ARTS AND CULTURE
In the winter
sun a soul
twitches neck and
head, neck
buried in the pulse
of a round and thinking
flesh.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Charlotte Clutterbuck
- 02 March 2010
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now because of you kneeling .. beside me, thumbing the scarred leather .. of the little mass-book your grandmother .. hid at the back of her Protestant linen-press
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Graeme Kinross-Smith
- 23 February 2010
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when I get there driving through the night rain's sheen .. I come on myself already asleep in the bed .. mouth ajar head resting on one elbow .. drawing off gloves I bend down .. to look more closely. I see my face ...
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Marlene Marburg
- 16 February 2010
It is harder to write poetry
.. when you are rich ... People in Haiti are dead
.. dying, grieving,
.. starving and hunting for loved ones,
.. and if they have the energy
.. looting the few things left. .. Do I really believe
.. that mine is yours, my friend?
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Susan Fealy
- 09 February 2010
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Black stumps, capped with snow — no, capped with lime, beside the road, tree ferns, fanning their wing in the sun. A sign: children crossing. The road is so large. The CFA building, those three letters almost the three sides of a cross.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Cassandra O'Loughlin
- 02 February 2010
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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
- Peter Rose
- 01 December 2009
late for a volley of meetings. Not much conversation. Same haircut, suits, even boots ... The older man is lethal. 'I can make things hard for you, much harder than you can for me.'
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Chris Wallace-Crabbe
- 24 November 2009
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Some kinds of issue offer themselves like particles becoming waves, where your elbows go in bed, acceleration into a curve, how to draw hands and especially feet, or who was up there before God.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- P.S. Cottier
- 17 November 2009
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They might not throw beer bottles and therefore shatter the tone of the area. Strip clubs might not reveal themselves to expose odd bumps hidden in the area.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Kevin Gillam
- 10 November 2009
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hope sits dolloped on horizon. hope is found bleeding from elbows. hope waits for sun on the eyelids. hope is one letter from open. hope flys above, ahead, beyond.
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ARTS AND CULTURE
- Lerys Byrnes | John Falzon
- 13 October 2009
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We drink. We dance with openly dark angels, strain our ears and wings to listen
to the wisdom of the broken and the lost. We will discern the sudden
dust we've come from beatifically.
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