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Puss in Boots

Mardi O'Connor

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture.   My friend is the ex of an ex of mine. She was defined in these terms—ex marks the spot—by other friends, and also by me. She stood silently at parties; she didn’t bring her own drinks. She broke his heart, everyone said. This happened in Tasmania, but news of it crossed the strait, like my friend did, although she wasn’t my friend then. She was just someone I used to notice across the room, tall and inscrutable as an […]

Letters from Joseph Furphy (To Miles Franklin)

Joseph Furphy

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture. Joseph Furphy wrote one of Australia’s first literary works, Such Is Life, under the pseudonym Tom Collins. In the early 1940s, many Meanjin readers submitted literary critique in the guise of letters addressed to Tom Collins. Inspired by this tradition, Miles Franklin submitted these excerpts of letters between her and Joeseph Furphy for the enjoyment of Meanjin readers.   Letters to Tom Collins is a Meanjin idea which has appealed strongly to me, though to date, I have not been […]

And the Darkness Complete

Tim Winton

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture. This Tim Winton short story appeared in Meanjin shortly before the his first novel, An Open Swimmer, was published.   Did a man ever wish that he would be swallowed up? And now men cannot look on the light when it is bright in the skies, when the wind has passed and cleared them. —Job If I roll over I can see the shore where the old quarantine station still stands. Once, men dragged whales up that granite shore and […]

My Hair is Growing Out

Emma Marie Jones

My hair is growing out. I cut my fringe myself, into the bathroom sink, asymmetrical slices. The crisp scissors rent the still ajax air with a terrible tearing sound and I imagine that each hair is a tiny bone, that the tearing sound is the simultaneous fracturing of a thousand tiny bones. Clumps of damp hair, spiky runes on the white porcelain, the secret language of the severed. It’s like our skins maybe formed around the hot wet jelly of our insides as a fracture, too, to sever us from everything outside. You stay in your skin and I stay […]

Jonathan Green to Edit Meanjin

MUP is delighted to announce the appointment of Jonathan Green as editor of Meanjin. He will take up the appointment on 1 July, 2015. In a 30-year career he has worked as a senior writer and editor at several Australian newspapers, including 15 years at The Age. He was the editor of Crikey for three years and the founding editor of ABC’s online opinion site, The Drum. He is also a broadcaster, and will continue to work for the ABC as the presenter of Radio National’s Sunday Extra programme. Louise Adler, Chief Executive, said today: ‘MUP is thrilled to have […]

A Finite Catalogue of Self

Anne Elvey

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture. To provide a meaningful counterpoint we will also be publishing a series of creative, critical and insightful responses to these works from contemporary writers and artists. In response to this Emma Marie Jones has written a new poem, ‘My Hair is Growing Out.’   calcium torn by idleness at fingers’ ends the shedding of dead cells the body’s talc i sleep and wake to the pain on straightening or climbing the escalators at parliament as cartilage (what ’s it made […]

Living Alone

Laurie Clancy

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture.   It had become a regular round by now, as predictable as the paperboy’s. Jimmy Watson’s, the Albion, Stewart’s… It varied little from night to night. Sometimes a discotheque later in the evening if she picked up someone who would take her. She tried to restrict it to Friday and Saturday, to keep down her drinking. She was beginning to be worried about her weight. She laughed to herself as she remembered how she had come to be pregnant. She […]

Uluru

Mudrooroo

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture.   ULURU The rock, absurd as the stump of a broken tooth In the pink shimmering mouth of an old man. The rock, absurd as the decay on that stump of tooth, The cavities, changed under the microscope to slide-project Dancing bodies, ghosts mocking in silent motion the dentist. His instruments probe in, like tourist buses, to grind away In flakes of stone-dust, what is to be made whole, Is to be filled, nerve-removed, then petrified Into a monolith monumenting […]

Some Reflections on Small Press Publishing

Michael Sharkey

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture. To provide a meaningful counterpoint we will also be publishing a series of creative, critical and insightful responses to these works from contemporary writers and artists.   In 1979, Winifred Belmont and I started to publish some poetry broadsheets by writers around New England in New South Wales, under the imprint Fat Possum Press. About the same time, Tony Bennett started to publish slim volumes under the Kardoorair Press imprint—a continuation and extension of the Kardoorair Poetry Society, which he […]

What I’m Reading—Jacinta Mulders

Jacinta Mulders

When I worked in a commercial law firm, I was constantly struck by how neatly packaged my tasks were. I proofread something called a ‘scheme booklet’ within an inch of its life, and spent hours trying to figure out what was or wasn’t permitted in an area of land according to its zoning classification. Work was compartmentalised, discrete, subdivided. I often felt I was losing sight of the larger legal issue as stake as if it was hardly relevant. Although my experience was probably partly due to the fact I was low in the firm’s pecking order, I think this […]