“The world is turning to clay”, selected poems from Ali Cobby Eckermann’s collection “Inside My Mother” (Giramondo 2015)
Australantis there’s a whole ocean filled with sand between what was and what will be where fish grows ...
Australantis there’s a whole ocean filled with sand between what was and what will be where fish grows ...
Our whole city is grey. For some reason when they were planning it they forgot to put in parks. I ...
The Baptist Camp was way back in the country, on Highway T, out past Buckhorn and Deerlick, down ...
Fire Diary Fire has stormed the mountains of his sleep, and he wakes in ruins. There is ...
The following poems were written in August 2018 at and for Balladarree (a permaculture, wildlife and native tree preservation on ...
Oh, weren’t they lucky The ancient Greeks with their chorus So smart at fixing up plagues, tetchy gods, Incest, families, ...
Prodigy Today’s task consists in carrying a stone from here to over there. It’s a heavy one, weighs more ...
CALLING FOR HELP It’s a shame you can’t outlaw language or license the users. Sometimes you can choke on ...
Some Trees In the long months of listening to reports of war I grew more and more attached to ...
Stuart Cooke's introductory essay to the 2 Mapuche poets is available in the Non Fiction section of The Dreaming Machine ...
A Nest of Triptychal Performances PER/FORMATIVE CITIES A Nest of Triptychal Performances Saun Santipreecha Curated by Camilla Boemio Presented by...
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