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Poet List - September (opens the original)
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This week I fall asleep reading a decaying copy of Henry IV, Part 1. In the morning I find pages one to fifty-two in the space between E’s pillow and my own. I discover the New Penguin Shakespeare edition in a box of books outside one of the nice terraces on Albert Street. It sits in my ‘maybe’ pile for months. Until I need a sixteenth century palette cleanser between Max
Poet Mail, Vol 2 Issue 28 (opens the original)
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Poet Note Tuesday evening at the swimming pool I’m watching the adult stroke correction class chug up and down a tiny indoor lane.There are loud lessons of primary-school aged kids on each side, practising splashy versions of freestyle, backstroke, waiting impatiently for some one-on-one time with their instructor.The adult swim class proceeds with a focus completely unlike that of children, more like a graceful bubble in a bottle of still water than the reactionary chaos of fizzy.Speedo caps, p
Poet List - August (opens the original)
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This month has had its surprises in weather and literature. I've read some truly interesting prose and poetry; I’ve been rained on one day and forgone a jumper the next. The Mule’s Foal by Fontini Epanomitis is a startling book that reads more like an oral history. It’s a multi-layered, multi-charactered tale set in a not-too-ancient, not-too-modern Greek village. Epanomitis is Greek-Australian, she grew up in Perth. Its cast very much live on the ma
Poet Mail, Vol 2 Issue 27 (opens the original)
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Poet Note If I had more time I’d cook all her snacks from scratch, prepare overnight oats in perfect lightning jars. I’d make fudge from avocados and cacao. I’d rise with the workers on the nearby construction site to pluck fresh herbs from a garden that would flourish and never die. The warmth from the oven would heat half the house. I would introduce F to homemade hummus. In this version she doesn’t stand at the fridge saying mummy I want something, I ask, what do you want? To which she’ll rep
Poet List - July (opens the original)
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In the tangle of canvas bags I hang on the left side of my clothes rack, I find one with the remnants (evidence?) of when I tried to be a street poet.This troubled time followed the publication of Invisible Wasp, I was on maternity leave and my motherly body felt like it belonged entirely to the baby. I bought some envelope address stickers from Officeworks and spent an hour (while F was napping) on Dad’s printer, trying to get the sizing right.It was a disaster. I was too embarrassed to stick u
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