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The Prophecies of Everyday Events: Faecal single work   poetry   "Pinpoint"
  • Author:agent M. T. C. Cronin http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/cronin-m-t-c
Issue Details: First known date: 2004... 2004 The Prophecies of Everyday Events: Faecal
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First known date: 2004
  • Appears in:
    y separately published work icon Retort Magazine Brentley Frazer , Red Hill : Brentley Frazer Communications , 2001- Z1168984 2001 website 'Retort Magazine is an electronic journal dedicated to the publication and presentation of new innovative, experimental cutting edge art and text in all disciplines. Retort Magazine publishes both fiction and non fiction on a semi-regular itinerary.' (Retort Magazine website) Red Hill : Brentley Frazer Communications , 2001-
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    y separately published work icon The World Last Night M. T. C. Cronin , St Lucia : University of Queensland Press , 2012 Z1910552 2012 selected work poetry 'With unmatched greenness the plot of earth holding the body stands out on the hillside.

    Most of the day's life is drawn there toward what's vanished into emptiness.

    the end of the world never changes - the last words from The Worlds Last Night, with no dot at the end. Yet the world of the end changes with every printed or erased line. There are no borders of inherited pain between the verses of this book, even when its sharp edge can let blood from your lines of life, Books are cursed to be archaeological artifacts only when they are about the ground - away from the worms of oblivion and the waiting hands of the clock. MTC Cronin's proems are soft as a stone that becomes sand in an hourglass, silent as a darkness in an empty suitcase. Her purified world of long-distance silence clear the dust from the human's distrust in all yesterdays, deaths and gods. Look at stone / if you wish to read the language of wind. Dreamy words carved in the air! Nikola Madzirov.' (Publisher's blurb)
    St Lucia : University of Queensland Press , 2012
    pg. 107-108
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