Poems
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My Workshop of Filthy Creation
By Jill JonesPetit Testament
‘Sorry to wake you. … The things I tell you will not be wrong.’
The Giant to Agent Cooper, Twin Peaks -
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Glass Boy (Connections Nightclub, 1986)
By Scott-Patrick MitchellThis poem was created from an interview conducted with Perth-based artist and activist Janet Carter and examines her first experiences with HIV and AIDS here in WA. Quotes from Janet’s interview appear as italics.
On James Street, there is a door. Beyond, a flight of stairs. They lead to an ocean. Not a real ocean. More a place where people stop … -
On the Mythology of Felis catus
By Luke FischerAs a stray orange cat—her fur
tattered as an old carpet—
stares at me with wide marble eyes—
pupils dark slits into a cavernous interior -
Sparkling Anxiety
By Toby Fitch1
The moving shapes of smoke. Like flowers.
Like dusk. The man who sets himself on fire
after being denied medical treatment. Cops -
Revelation Days
By Mark TredinnickFor Ali & Thomas
THE DAYS have turned Biblical, warnings
Come to pass. -
Engkanto: to our nurses
By Gloria DemilloIn the stitched and re-sown cotton
of her forebears,
a mother leaves
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Ghost Light
By Zenobia FrostI could play the building for you:
in the dark, its four-dimensional footsteps,
low buzz and rumble, its negative
space, hum of sunlight, or hollow -
Poem II.
By Nicole SmedeAn ancient womb enfolds
a rumbling energy;
calls within
entering an infinite time -
Beneath the Sparkle
By Toby Fitch1
are massive concrete blocks; furniture items such as tables
and chairs; dozens of shopping trolleys;
small pleasure -
Classroom
By Gloria Demillothe teacher
with her porcelain
sun-spotted arms
looks up from her desk