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Alex Gallagher


Alex Gallagher is a writer and artist whose poetry and essays have appeared in Overland, The Guardian, Southerly Journal and Potluck Magazine, among others. Their debut poetry chapbook, Parenthetical Bodies, was released in 2017 by Subbed In.

 

 

 

 

Blogs

Much of my writing process is about finding sardonic ways to talk about serious, often deeply personal subject matter – Reflection – Alex Gallagher


Poems

  • Poems
  • Marcel Duchamp as Rrose Sélavy
  • Portrait of Dr. Dumouchel
  • Portrait no. 29 (Double exposure: full face and profile)
  • Yvonne and Magdeleine Torn in Tatters
  • Interior, Arensbergs’ Apartment, New York
  • A Poster within a Poster
  • Chocolate grinder (no 1)
  • From or by Marcel Duchamp or Rrose Sélavy (Box in a valise)
  • First papers of surrealism
  • Rendezvous of Sunday, February 6, 1916

Projects

  • Punch Lines: Poets Play Duchamp

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Nurambang yali – Country speaks
~ Jeanine Leane

It’s been too long since I sat on granite in my
Country and thought

Too many years since I breathed this air—
Bunyi-ng—ganha
Felt this dirt—Ngamanhi Dhaagun
Smelt this dust—Budha—nhi Bunan

Listened for the sounds of her words that say
‘Balandha—dhuraay Bumal-ayi-nya Wumbay
abuny (yaboing)’—History does not have the
first claim. Nor the last word.
Nghindhi yarra dhalanbul ngiyanhi gin gu 
‘You can speak us now!’

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