'Deep River' a new poem by Jennifer Maiden

Jennifer Maiden
20 January 2012

Dietrich Bonhoeffer woke up in a plane
to Australia, next to Kevin Rudd, who flew
from India, still astounded that Julia
Gillard was selling it uranium


'Grade', a new poem by Peter Rose

Peter Rose
19 January 2012

Late afternoon. Another forty degree day.
Sick of ecological talk I decide to meet it,
take my book into the park,
not sure how far I’ll go with Against Nature.


'Penillion of Tuning the Harpsichord', a new poem by John Kinsella

John Kinsella
24 November 2011

Head tilts to strings
beyond setting –
cross-notes of talk,
gallery folk


'Savonarola', a new poem by Gig Ryan

Gig Ryan
24 November 2011

Cheerily inquiring, I came to Heaven’s gate open to a simple throne,
the sky perforated with stars
and Jupiter’s two-faced moon trailing its orbit
‘Teach my walking soul’


'The Blind Minotaur', a new poem by Judith Bishop

Judith Bishop
15 November 2011

Night’s the ground beneath my feet
since I learned to walk with you.
Scented guide with birds and flowers on your breath,


'Feel Free', a new poem by John Ashbery

John Ashbery
25 October 2011

Our competing lifestyles lost us the Australian double
that semester. And couldn’t we then arrange
to do the other, and was the desert that limitless,
and why not say so? You see, griping comes natura More

'Least Said', a new poem by John Tranter

John Tranter
25 October 2011

The ice-cream headache has you seeing double
as Goody Twoshoes calls by your table to arrange
some kind of smooth-talk conference full of limitless
possibilities, lots of cocktails, two naked men and na More

'A Context for Intensity', a new poem by Clive James

Clive James
22 August 2011

Much as I loved you in the snow and ice,
Side-slipping down the chute below Spinale –
It’s twenty years now since we saw Madonna
(Di Campiglio, not Ciconne)


'Morandi and the Hard Problem', a new poem by Stephen Edgar

Stephen Edgar
29 June 2011

And once again that field of neutral light,
Those same few vessels subtly rearranged
Across the surface of a table,
The pots and bottles, vases, with a slight


'Camaldulensis', a new poem by Chris Wallace-Crabbe

Chris Wallace-Crabbe
29 June 2011

Apart from those
occasional wrinkled socks
you are aristocratically pallid

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