Poem

God

David McCooey
Thursday, 22 October 2020

God, the lonely father,
shuffles through the
corridors of heaven,
haunted by angels –
memories of desire,
the source of nostalgia.

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My Compliment Is Not A Tulip

Luke Beesley
Thursday, 22 October 2020

- What type of truck?
- A fire truck.

The taper of a cup
sitting pretty in a circle –

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Portraits of the Future

Judith Bishop
Thursday, 22 October 2020

i.
Look, said the sonographer, your sister says hello!
A black photo
where the future rival sucks a thumb-to-be.
Never in all history
was such a portent visible
without a guiding star ...

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New Work Metaphorics

Toby Fitch
Thursday, 22 October 2020

'Feeling pneumataphoric, I sublate my              I’ve got over 73

long working days into more              tabs open in my hot

spatially, cognitively              skull right now, one of which ...'

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To Hassan

Sarah Day
Thursday, 22 October 2020

'And to the other men from Afghanistan,
and Iran and Iraq, who prepared a feast for me
one midday, years ago on my way to work,
laid the clean sheet smooth ...'

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For Noting

Kate Lilley
Thursday, 24 September 2020

A creeping association might doldrum
your bullet points and action items
resembling life grid passing then gone
change my number leave me alone
give no ear to charms ...

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Actually Existing Australia

Louis Klee
Thursday, 24 September 2020

Pale ankles in the mountains, divergences
on a quarry. We are witness to it
land and witness to it
some fact of further summer
or things a truck driver might say ...

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Same Mind

Brian Henry
Thursday, 24 September 2020

Just before I left sleep behind
I borrowed a series of chords
so I could swerve my way through
the days I saw yawning in front
of me like graves freshly dug ...

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Fifty Years On

Peter Porter
Friday, 11 September 2020

Early on, my mind was in reverse.
I read a book the name I thought was From
White Cabin to Log House, and ever after
I knew ambition must go to cancrizans.

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'Maxi, goodbye'

Andrew Taylor
Thursday, 03 September 2020

So much activity outside
where sunlight spills across the snow
like cream –

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