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The Teachings of the Buddha when the others have left a man wakes from his stupor finding himself in the middle of the kingdom of bhutan in ...

It will always have its detractors, of course, as anyone who has suddenly come into money will, and anyway, detractors are to any institutio...

DURESS Oh great poet There seems to be something you do not know Otherwise why so many laments Though artfully concealed You have made from ...

And while we are dwelling on matters north of the line (which I have and so often will, dear readers), congratulations to Sydney poet Stephe...

More from our fiscally embarrassed cousins to the north - 32 Poems is a smart little A5 poetry mag out of Texas Tech University that publish...

Thanks to one of those delicious accidents of the internet, I have come across my blog idol in the form of Maurice Oliver who runs Concelebr...

Things to (and not to) do A found poem from a notebook of Edna St Vincent Millay For Jordie Albiston Care for nothing except poetry. Keep ev...

Peddling poetry the woman in the gift shop explains she sells more tangible accessible craft toffee you can get your teeth into huggable swe...

Categorical Imperatives Try to imagine a small room where the only furniture is a TV. The TV has a hundred channels and two sets of memorie...

Dead Moon My woman lies sideways and hangs her arms around my neck as if drowning. Later, with a growing sense of unease, I would get up. In...

Turn the Page I fell asleep in the arms of my god, and woke in those of a burnt-out body by the banks of a roiling river. I keep dreaming I’...

Intimacy is one of the great human paradoxes, an elemental whisper that seems to possess both body and soul; colour, light shadow, smell, to...

PEASOUP Fog is a cloud that has lost the will to fly. Bill Bryson After the downpour - a peasouper. Fog so thick it is like glaucoma...

Returned I remember ceasing to exist. Not a near-death experience, no extra-corporality, I simply lost my definition, went out of focus. I c...

An interview I did with Maggie Ball is posted up at Blogtalk Radio (the tab to your immediate right). You can also find her review of the bo...

THE MONTHLY FOR AUSTRALIANS ABROAD The Monthly is now available online. 'The Online Monthly' will be published simultaneously with t...

Rattus Norvegicus It was afternoon, but you had to stay behind with all the people Who grew tired of the sun caked windows that inspired sle...

It was the poet Margie Cronin who first drew my attention to Melbourne's The Monthly magazine in one of her frequent circulars. As rela...

one bulb a pillar of cloud rests above your room of one bulb on a string, breaths in their many, thoughts stunted, too few, where you lie, c...

The Writing and Society Research Group at the University of Western Sydney presents James Ley (essayist, critic, and UWS postgrad) on "...