Poetry

 

Indelible Stains

Indelible Stains

Melissa Stannard
Oh the things that we know but are hard to explain… felt in our bodies not just in the brain The layers of histories intergenerational indelible stains… Collected… contained… Stolen… rearranged ...
Tidelines

Tidelines

Lulu Houdini & Boo Badley
The tideline ridges—a fingerprint impressed on the land, I am here travelling the lines of my time, here in this place. Like the thread that gets woven through a needle, I weave my fabric from strands of seagrass grown on ...
Doan-doan Dhagun, Unya (Dark Place, Mine)

Doan-doan Dhagun, Unya (Dark Place, Mine)

Samuel Wagan Watson
WARNING: This is not the method in which I choose to compose… With a classic case of WRITER’S BLOCK, glimpsing out of the fog, of a tortured mind…From the painting of the great virtuoso going insane while the Devil plays ...
departure

departure

Susie Anderson
like all journeys seeking is the ultimate state. I want to go somewhere where I’m still possible. arrival is annihilation, cliché of becoming ...
kanna

kanna

Maria van Neerven
who will remember us but the footprints on country but the howling songs through valleys of the stars to guide us home ...
Empire Builder.

Empire Builder.

Graham Akhurst
I was living with my wife in Queens. Covid was relenting. We decided to circumnavigate what is now the USA in a sleeper on Amtrak ...
island boy

island boy

Jim Everett-puralia meenamatta
Old Cape Barren where I roam this place I belong with tea-tree stands and she-oak trees my island home ...
Reading Blanchot at Neutral Bay

Reading Blanchot at Neutral Bay

Kevin Hart
No shit we’re off low slung a car that sings Of money mangroves leather and slow blurs Of suburbs Hornsby Pymble Artarmon Until we’ve reached the wharf so out at Hayes For wine John Dory and some creamy light ...
nine points in time

nine points in time

Jane Gibian
a dark slug traverses a ripening papaya in the fruit bowl; the barest film of rain three chicken bones sucked clean in a pyramid on the abandoned plate time measured in whale fall: the feast of a carcass on the ...
Snow Gums

Snow Gums

Lucas Smith
Snow gums at dusk after the first Or second snowfall of the season, summer Shrinking to the yellow liver on the big middle Tree’s middle. Purple and green, lavender mist On the outer. We bought it on our honeymoon, The ...
The Waves

The Waves

Louis Campbell
The sea whispered to me a sad angular cry. Uncomfortable from the fish, rocks, and plastic inside of it. And the placid bodies frozen— bastardised from buoyancy. After a while I step closer. White tunnels wash over my feet, and ...
Greedy

Greedy

Kirli Saunders
I come from a long line of salt water women— Gunai and Yuin on Nan’s side, Biripi and Dharawal on Pop’s. Up and down this coast—we are sea people, at one with the rhythms of guriwal or muriyira, the whale, ...
Overflow

Overflow

Vanessa Proctor
Today, everything seems to be spilling over, the acanthus that grew from wind-blown seed, its glossy roman leaves reaching over the terraced wall, the chooks patrolling the fence line, searching for a way out, the pond fish surfacing in a ...
Past

Past

Simeon Kronenberg, Simeon Kronenberg
I’m more at ease with the past than I’ve been— and as I write it’s up ahead in clear sight— if still a mystery as it comes out of white hills unbidden and through shadowy trees that shake in autumn ...
Aim Happy

Aim Happy

Ken Bolton
I chop some wood, to get warm, & listen to a bit of Radio Italia, Cath gone for a walk— after photographing her favourite bird a tiny, impossibly spherical red robin, chest brilliant against the greens that surround it (vine ...