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Only literary material within AustLit's scope individually indexed.
Contents
- Can Poetry Be Happy?, single work essay
- ‘It Turns into a New Language’ : Saaro Umar in Conversation with Elyas Alavi, Saaro Umar (interviewer), single work interview
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‘The Slippage of Speakers’ : Lia Dewey Morgan in Conversation with Shastra Deo,
Lia Dewey Morgan
(interviewer),
single work
interview
'Shastra Deo’s writing effortlessly transcends cultural rifts, striving from modernist allusion through indulgent fan fiction and out into something entirely unique. I met Shastra first via Instagram, then conducted our interview in a Google Doc over several months, spaced out to allow for other freelance work, literature festivals or burnout. Despite being the outcome of her PhD, her second book, The Exclusion Zone, brims with an unexpected bloodlust and spectral force. To my personal delight, her poems demand we expand our conception of what is deemed literature, reminding us how poetry draws so much of its potency from its rich network of connections.' (Introduction)
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‘The Edge of Reality’ : Paul Magee in Conversation with Paul Collis, Jen Crawford and Wayne Knight,
single work
interview
'The idea is to compose a whole book by speaking it. Spoken on Barkindji and Nyemba Country by a Barkindji elder, academic and poet (Paul Collis), in dialogue with two white poet-academics (Jen Crawford, Paul Magee) and five local Barkindji, Kunya and Nyemba interlocutors (Gertie Dorigo, Bradley Hardy, Margaret Knight, Wayne Knight, Brian Smith), taped and transcribed, A Book that Opens provides a book-based archive of oral intellectual practice on Country along the Darling / Baarka River in outback New South Wales.' (Introduction)
- In the Oberoi, Two Days Before My Flighti"We made all the right decisions. It’s what", single work poetry
- Fates of Empiresi"The room is trapped", single work poetry
- In Each Dimmed Roomi"The bright world waits by the open door.", single work poetry
- Colaba Weatheri"Trapped all day in the apartment’s only air-conditioned room.", single work poetry
- Premonitioni"The birds talk of nothing. I turn the radio on, the DJ spins", single work poetry
- Dog Day Afternoon!i"He sits quietly, his hand still warm", single work poetry
- Peril, Thy Name Is Plunderer!i"She remembers the way the flashlight", single work poetry
- And a Child Shall Deceive Them!i"There’s a storm in the sky made", single work poetry
- Choosing Sidesi"the kiss catches", single work poetry
- … the Extraterrestrials!i"The light from her eyes", single work poetry
- The Beginning of the End of the World!i"You chased us across the galaxy.", single work poetry
- The Day Afteri"The war is won. There is nothing", single work poetry
- Borderlandsi"as if I have a border", single work poetry
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Notes on Bad Poetry,
single work
essay
'Maybe we’ll always disagree about poetry – about how it works, and what it’s for; about its modalities and affordances; about what makes a good poem; about why you might want to write or read one. For as long as anyone can remember, the poetry scene has been characterised by clashing opinions. In this bewildering proliferation of disagreements, the sheer existence of bad poems offers a rare point of consensus. For as we all know, bad poems exist. I’ve read them. You’ve read them. Some of us might even have written a few. And we can all agree they suck. That there are bad poems is a critical fact so empirically incontestable as to verge on the axiomatic. It is as if, in our efforts to come to grips with poetry, we have here – at last! – touched on something irrefragable, recalcitrant, certain.' (Introduction)
- Me and My Rhythm Boxi"red dust creates a henna effect in your silver hair", single work poetry
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Eva Birch Reviews Foxstruck and Other Collisions by Shari Kocher,
single work
review
— Review of Foxstruck 2015 single work poetry ;'When I first read this book, I was taken aback by all the foxes, deer, and horses. These types of animals seemed cringy, stereotypical, Disney. Why isn’t she talking about kangaroos or koalas? I thought. Native animals have more weight, more depth, more inflections. After reading it again, I realised it was me being cringe, pretending as if colonisation didn’t happen, as if I wasn’t white—a little princess—as if I wasn’t really a person and I didn’t really exist.' (Introduction)