The mouth of a little fish had just sipped away a starfrom the river, and a lyrebird was opening the day,volunteering to be a bell. We were watching an egret
prod at the nutrient dark, its beak one tine of a forkcatching what floats, just as the sun began crackingthe trees awake. The bird’s song reached us, then it
sharded into the river’s cold glass. You thought youheard it again in the edd ... (read more)
Judith Beveridge
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Judith Beveridge won the 2015 Peter Porter Poetry Prize. Her latest poetry publications are Devadatta’s Poems and Hook and Eye, which was published by George Braziller for the US market. She currently teaches creative writing at the University of Sydney.
from Suddhodana’s Poems
We bent the camels’ legs back at the kneesand bound them with rope, then we tethered themto a tree and left them in the scorching heat.The whole camp aromatic with onion, cardamom,tamarind, cumin – even the dusk seemed spreadwith the crimson marinade we’d mixed for the basting.We could almost taste the slender straps we’d soonlift from the bones, camel meat sweet ... (read more)
Rain bubble-wrapping the windows. Rainfalling as though someone ran a blade down the spines of fish setting those tiny backbones free. Rain with its squinting glance, rain
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ending on a line by John Burnside
No one on the boats, just cats – thin, furtive.There’s the blown cry of terns and the wheedlingembarkations of crows, but you will not slip
the knot of your thoughts, what has brought youto this harbour. Rain in the distance, the samecold chant echoing in your steps, in the oars
and in the salt-encrusted timbers of the boatspitching by the pier. The smell o ... (read more)
This updated and revised edition of Creating Poetry – first published by Edward Arnold in 1987, and then by Five Islands Press in 2001 – is one of few poetry guidebooks written by an Australian poet. One of its pleasing features is that it uses the work of Australian poets, including John Tranter, Geoff Page, Kevin Brophy, Meredith Wattison, Judith Wright, and many others. The final chapter gi ... (read more)
'Happiness' may seem like an odd word for the title of a book of poetry, and given the circumstances of Martin Harrison's final years – his illness, the tragic death of his younger Tunisian lover, Nizar Bouheni – the title is rather ironic, but the poems in this posthumous volume are rich, bountiful, full of the same 'worshipful attention', the same sense of open contemplation and wonderment t ... (read more)
He has his medley nearly ready. He has pieced togetherhis own fantasia, even if just from the sound of an owlregurgitating a pellet of bat fur, a park ranger’sjangling keys, the creak of cable strain when bored,
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At Rajkote
from Devadatta’s poems
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