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Monthly Archive for January, 2009

i came across the term ‘dog days’ a long time ago in the christina stead novel for love alone, wherein a cantankerous aunt says something like ‘we’re in the dog days of summer’… i looked up the term & i think (if i remember correctly) it referred to the sirius constellation, the dog star, & [...]

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focus

‘I should become more intense. It may have an interesting, even dramatic, effect on my writing.’ Michael Dransfield. Journal d’un homme vide: 10.20pm, March 30, 1967   & then, from the 1968 Journal, August 20,  ‘When did I lose my identity?’   perhaps somewhere in between the two entries, taking that trip towards ‘intensity’…   [...]

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success & the malcontents

  for chris brennan   even publishing weft poem in the contretemps of undergrad: not unimpressed   (unimpressed you reflecting on nixon as minister, token-ring metaphor for dying, farrago of your nimble hands   unimpressed to kiss one clucky alsakan mineral exploration company on the lips, thinking tame animals, viscera, the magnitude & whatever   [...]

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capacity to stew

  world peace is boring ineluctable as urban dining-strip debate my phone charged & facilitates the workshop in cow-breeding i love you like liberalism like australian democracy you’re so celery cool in the rental-fridge only buddhism gets in the way painted hippy discourse on some walls i’m fallible a handmade mailbox tilted to gravel red [...]

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in the afternoon

i saw a bell shakespeare production of Hamlet once – the only one i’ve ever seen. i can’t even recall a movie version. in this production the actor playing hamlet gave particular emphasis to a word. it was the word ‘words’, the second half of a response uttered when hamlet is asked what he is [...]

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the other day

sure, the poetics of space is a virtually impenetrable text, but now we find there is merit in approaching the everyday spaces from a different angle. we calmly pull a fold-up chair over to that nook in the backyard that is never used, & sit there, observing the odd way light falls on a corrugated [...]

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according to noveau

thought grooves are happy. insurance agent against phenomena goes like leavened bread outputs breakfast cereal with his sunset. upsurge. an in-house profiling disseminates the hatred / lust something or other, calculated addresses increment to groups of LED flip plugs. into antennas: the primal scene the case-based likening of stupidity. staged a kinetic movement drama; set-design [...]

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christmas day 08

  port fairy, portland (home of the portland poet) & tuross. but now, back home, back to the blog, the phd, the writing… oh yeah: adam fieled reviews fourW nineteen. my review of jen craford’s bad appendix is in the latest famous reporter.   .

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