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Australian Poetry Library

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Michael Dransfield

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



  • 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


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


Woman At A Window by Philip Mead

… we want a light shed on our way
and a happiness spread over our life.
Hopkins, Retreat Notes, 1889

In one way it is wrong, unnecessary
that words in their order, any order
should play over this picture;

seek to get into the weave of its static
grainy life, to intercede there in the fibre ... more

XVII [Your hands took on the slight] by Vincent Buckley

Your hands took on the slight
saffron tint          I felt them
simmering: or softly bent
they moved almost furtively on
every thing they touched. I sat there
the trees stuck together
with their own heat          my muscles
fought them
for air and pride          only
... more