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THE HAIRCUT I like men I like the masculine - Peggy Lee It's not the mirror I       despise  but the mist as  hard as a ...

Siphon There is a voice coming down the tube. I want to say tunnel but even with my eyes only half open, I can see it would be too...

Apart from the resources boom of the past half-century, it would appear my country's greatest export, since Australia Square first punc...

New Release The Carnival by  Justin Lowe Bluepepper is pleased to announce the release of Justin Lowe’s Historical Fantasy “The Carn...

The following arrived in my inbox this afternoon. Few greater poets, nor few greater causes, could I imagine for this sun-kissed, rain-dre...

"Dedication (for Clare)" This is a simple sonnet for you, Clare, since I have the time to write, and presume you h...

It has just come to my attention that the bookshop that more than any other has kept poetry alive in this country in recent years ...

Alison Croggon makes an oft-repeated yet nonetheless interesting point in her editorial for Cordite magazine's addendum ...

kitchen poetry I run the knife under hot water, wrap it in a patterned tea-towel &place it in the drawer. Beside the kett...

Autumn Serenade I was heading home, hot and tired but having gotten a lot done, I was not too displeased. I had even managed to sketch t...

  Lately I’ve been crossing myself at odd moments. There was a time I would only do this in church and its ritual meaning was no...

The August winds have finally died, leaving me sitting on my frozen hands and with a soft ringing in my ears like all my ghosts com...

On Saturday 4 September at 1pm join Judith Beveridge, acclaimed poet, academic and poetry editor of Meanjin , in conversation with the win...

   For those precious few of you outside the ever-burgeoning Anglosphere, in June of this year the elected Prime Minister of Australia,...

Winter Breathing 1 Knowing well the wakening moments, morning forming in front of my eyes, like some summer evening after a h...