Monthly Archives: January 2011
The Ocean Hearted Flood Relief Project: What we achieved
Well, this Lost Shark has been busier than usual this past month, but it has been the best kind of busy imaginable. I have now (just about) finished processing all of the orders received as part of the Ocean Hearted … Continue reading
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The Thing!
On Thursday night I experienced The Thing, live at The Judith Wright Centre as part of their Syncretism series. And I mean experienced, physically! From the moment Mats Gustafsson, blew the first savage breath into the mouthpiece of his baritone sax, my … Continue reading
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Before the Flood (part vii)
It is worth asking — home, are you coming home? The water — not you, not I — has returned to its banks, no longer quick enough to take a body. A brackish heart is fickle, come on, you can make it. Let me … Continue reading
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Before the Flood (part vi)
Where the river has receded the land is bare — the heart that is between goodbye and hello-bright-thing is brackish. There is no sweet taste here to remember you by, no warmth to crawl into.
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Before the Flood (part v)
It is true — a fox may gnaw its foot off to survive a trap. But you, you saw nothing.
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Before the Flood (part iv)
And if seeping could be sudden the brown of it seeped suddenly into your bones.
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Before the Flood (part iii)
You were in the kitchen, baking. In the distance, too far away to hear, the river appeared, coursing through the fabric of trees, down the middle of a country road. Turning to your daughter, you leaned over, burnt caramel on … Continue reading
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Australian Poetry & Song
So it’s Australia Day… I am not one for all the nationalistic flag waving that seems to have taken a stronghold in our culture these days, in fact, I find it downright frightening. I do, however, often celebrate the greatness of … Continue reading
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Before the Flood (part ii)
It is worth remembering — the drenchings in murraya scented breezes, sunscreen lotion creaming the collar of your shirt. In the dry season, the raw heat of summer, that first downpour. That first downpour, just when the pollen starts to thicken.
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Before the Flood
I learned about rivers by falling into, exploring, the depth of you. There is rain coming: town, country, city, seashore are at risk. Seagulls are everywhere, in the heart, in the heat of night. There is rain coming and I … Continue reading
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