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Michael Dransfield

Michael Dransfield was born in Sydney on 12 September more



  • Dorothy Porter 2008, portrait by Juno Gemes©

    Dorothy Porter

    Dorothy Porter was born in Sydney on 26 March 1954. She attended Queenwood School for ... more
  • Roberta ("Bobbi") Sykes, photo courtesy University of Queensland Press

    Roberta Sykes

    Roberta ‘Bobbi’ Sykes was born about 1944 in Townsville, Queensland. Raised by a white mother, ... more
  • Ada Cambridge

    Ada Cambridge was born on 21 November 1844 in Norfolk, England, the daughter of a ... more
  • E. J. Brady

    Edwin James Brady was born on 7 August 1869 at Carcoar, near Bathurst, New South ... more


Interview: Pam Brown, January-March 2014

Why do you write poetry? That really is a tough question. I doubt that I'll give you a very interesting answer -   I can only sound glib. For me writing poetry might be a habit, or a disorganised ritual.   I've done it all my life, since around the age of seven - I started with lists. It's partly a way of notating my thinking. I suppose it's also a kind of irreligious vocation - one with hardly a skerrick of remuneration. How do you read? Diversely, but very consciously. I usually have three or four things that I'm ... review


Granite Boulder by James McAuley

This boulder rolled and crashed and came to rest —
How long ago? — an isolate in the bush:
Pink orthoclase, black biotite, glassy quartz,
Coarse-grained from cooling underneath the earth.
Lichen began to spread in light-green patches,
And deeper green and a faded whiteish colour.
One face grew pitted like a honeycomb
Where wind and rain scooped the loose gravel out.
The base was cut in, leaving an overhang,
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Suicide Unmasked by Peter Porter

The longest image of a private truth:
With a shilling borrowed from his landlady,
He looks out on the slate and sliding roofs
And sees the world a murderer already.

He still must pay for sentiment at large.
Pitied at home, his eye is everywhere.
Under his hand, flies on the window's edge,
Ugly and free of pity take the air.

Whatever he blesses undoes him again.
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