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Michael Dransfield

Michael Dransfield was born in Sydney on 12 September 1948....read more

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Poets

  • Paterson

    Andrew Barton Paterson was born on 17 February 1864 at Narrambla, New South Wales, the ... more
  • Pam Brown, 2004, photographer unknown

    Pam Brown

    Pam Brown was born in Seymour, Victoria in 1948, and grew up on military bases ... more
  • E. J. Brady

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

Review

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 ... ...read review

Poems

Into the Legend by Thomas W. Shapcott

Pompejus Occa fondles, abstractedly, a skull.
In the full flush of middle years he holds
with his other fingers one carnation. That
is a touch on the side of life.
His hair is becoming grey. The eyes have begun
to turn inwards, to be not easily amused.
His wife chides him for not listening, the children
turn away, puzzled, then shrug. He will twist the stem
in his fingers, then throw it away. There is pain
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Two Rains by Les Murray

Our farm is in the patched blue overlap
between Queensland rain and Victorian rain
(and of two-faced droughts like a dustbowl tap).

The southerly rain is skimmed and curled
off the Roaring Forties' circuit of the world.
It is our chased Victorian silver

and makes wintry asphalt hurry on the spot
or pauses to a vague speed in the air, ... more