Jordie Albiston died February 28th


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Stephen Edgar's latest volume is a work of rare and assured poetic authority. Here is verse that, to adapt words from the poet himself, is unfailingly 'fluent and exact', uttered by a voice that is natural yet refined and civilized, graceful yet unpretentious and grounded, poised and disciplined yet passionate and full of feeling. Edgar has a stern, sometimes dismaying, sense of the bleak realities governing human life, and he remains unconvinced by 'The solaces on which we're buoyed', unpersuaded by 'The old persuasions we would live and die for'. Yet the poems' tragic awareness is, for all that, never sour but instead world-loving and tender, exquisitely sensitive to the 'sumptuous regalia' of the natural world and holding dear the beauties of everyday life; it is, in addition, always compassionate towards human suffering. Edgar's urbanity and erudition, his sense of reality and lack of extravagance, his easy and unforced command of the literary and artistic tradition, make him a poet in the true classic vein.



Two That Got Away
Jim Ewing

The Boat went almost perpendicular. Thrown full back on her rudder she flew over the next foamer, fell with a crash into the trough following. Pain stabbed Russ hipShit, The Package! In the excitement of frenzied natural forces and frenetic activity of catch and re-baiting within that fast-risen sea and wind, it had slipped his mind completely.

    William James 'Walrus' Roses long-term relationship with volatile ex-erotic dancer Jill has finally turned turtle. As an unsuccessful actor/author/playwright, he's also had a gutful of The Arts with its anus-lickers and parasites.

    Better a dinkum profession where a bloke's only ambitions are to catch lobster and avoid drowning. Within a day of arrival in Port Gong the locals reduce his nickname Walrus to just 'Rus', and he finds work as a deckie with Possum Wright, eccentric skipper of the local fishing fleet's smallest vessel.

    Possum is a delightful fellow with whom to fish, but Rus has been warned he can be dangerously erratic. Rus therefore seldom completely relaxes when they are offshore.

    The Southern Ocean is a wondrous but challenging workplace. When its waters turn murderous it is not the spot to be in a small craft beside a bloke, by now far more your cobber than your boss, who appears to be losing his mind.

"Characterized by wit, energy, and sharp perception, his writing is wise and always entertaining."
John Clarke

"In regard to his favourite theme, the sea, he is better qualified to speak on the subject than anyone I know."
Bruce Pascoe

Brunswick Street, Art & Revolution
Anne Rittman and Maz Wilson

It had to happen. Carnaby Street was the centre of fashion in the 60s. The 70s belonged to Haight-Ashburys flower children. Then in the 80s Melbourne gave birth to Brunswick Street  epicentre of an emerging arts movement. Three subcultures  grungers, bohemians and radical feminists collided and brought forth a dynamic that changed the face of the inner city. The meteoric rise of Brunswick Street was a cultural explosion of art, theatre, fashion, grunge, music, drugs, diverse sexuality, celebrity and politics.

 - Maz Wilson

Brunswick Street, Art & Revolution  is the story of a street that became a culture. Written by Anne Rittman and Maz Wilson, it consists of a series of interviews and colour photographs with and of the people who brought about that transformation. It teems with characters: baristas, hair-cutters, potters, comedians, painters, singers, poets, restaurateurs and more.

It evokes iconic places: the Black Cat, Pigtale Pottery, The Flying Trapeze, T F Much Ballroom, Bakers, Circus Oz , Scully & Trombone and the list goes on.

It bursts with visual impact: performances, artworks, architecture and the Waiters Race for example. Here it is in its true form as a cultural, social and political history.

It was a pioneering spirit which created its own centre of gravity. Early on the street had a frisson of excitement. Artists rubbing shoulders with criminals in a quarter acre block.
- Rod Quantock.

Laughter is the shock absorber of life!
- Tim McKew

It was love at first coffee.
- Sandra Goldbloom Zurbo

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There'a a lot of it going around
Leon Piterman

Scoring a hole in one is an achievement for any golfer at any stage in life. What made Bessies achievement more noteworthy was that she was 84 years old and being treated for cardiac failure and osteoarthritis of her hips and knees.

Leon Piterman weaves many anecdotes about his patients into his critical account of contemporary General Practice. They are not mere case studies but show the compassion which is an element in the make-up of a good doctor as vital as medical training or diagnostic skill. Theres a lot of it going around has information, stories and advocacy. It is a book to enjoy and learn from.

I have often heard it said that whoever is in front of you is your teacher. If reading these fascinating, touching and often humorous tales from general practice is anything to go by, Leon Piterman has accumulated more than a lifetimes wisdom from his patients.
Associate Professor Craig Hassed OAM

I loved reading A GPs Odyssey. All doctors and medical students will identify with this precious book from an inspirational GP. It will make you laugh, cry and celebrate the unique and valuable role of the generalist in comprehensive patient care. You will love it too.
Clinical Professor Leanne Rowe AM

Sometimes poignant, sometimes hilarious the stories in this GPs odyssey are filled with what makes general practice uniquepumpkin scones, family tragedy, those determined to live and the stoic humble elderly coming to terms with their fate. Ever the great educator, Leon Pitermans stories has learnings for us all.
Professor Danielle Mazza

La Ragazza
Raffaella Torresan

You could buy methedrine ampoules over the counter in Indian chemists, and soon he was injecting her. The needle changed everything. Pure speed, she was riding high, too high, and soon she was completely out of control. She couldnt get enough, once she doped up via the needle. The methedrine flash high, was what it was all aboutthat timeless, endless, space-out, that floating, mental stillness, eternity in the now. Nothing else came close!

La Ragazza is a confessional work of fictionRaffaella Torresans central character, La Ragazza (The Girl) cant settle in to suburban school life so she leaves home at age fifteen and hits the mean streets of the city. She finds it. Sex, drugs, the whole damn thing. The Girl wants to see The World and The Big Bad World loves nothing more than to lead innocence astray. By the time. much much later, when The Girl returns to her origins she has seen the wonderful and terrible sights of the Far Shores, found love and loss, and the wonderful/terrible world of drugs. She has learned to sacrifice everything and everyonemainly herselffor The Hit. Will the needle eat into her soul? Can she see that The Drug will take everything from you... even life itself?

Raffaella Torresan has written a compelling story that bleeds truth through the fiction.

What is real? Only you can decide...
Colin Talbot

Jennifer Harrison

If birds could fly free from ornithological books
and from watercolour illustrations
if they could fly free from taxidermy
agitated aviaries and roseate oil paintings
theyd leave us more earth-bound than ever before
but we might find a way to rise with them transmogrified
and see for ourselves their world of ultraviolet night
Like the great grey owl,
        we might hear the scratchings of a mouse

running under deep snow

Jennifer Harrisons Anywhy is exceptional. The depth and lightly carried learning of the author, as we embrace each poem, is startling. We are philosophically shaken. Her title Anywhy may suggest the cool shrug of whatever but Harrisons neologism is a steady-eyed consideration of the world: its ecology, its history, its fragilities and resilience. Her insight is subtle but never vague, inviting our imagination to consider the inner life of birds, the emotive pull of hardware, Emma Hamilton, a reverie at Blackwood Village (from which the title emerges), DNA or Absolute Zero. Above all, it scintillates with human sorrow and human response.

Harrison is a challenging and significant poet, the quality of whose work needs defining and celebrating.
Martin Duwell

With its subtle but inventive lyrical strategies and masks, poetry like Jennifer Harrisons addresses poetrywhich means it addresses us, quietly, as readers who enter its space as observers and who are active, and who feel its presence within us, not in our faces.
Philip Salom

Room for Delusion
Margaret Mathews

Bella. Isabella Cavani. I whisper her name. It sounds like a hummingbird fleeing my mouth, and if I shout it, the letter l pulses in my head and vibrates away. Shes Isabella Cavani. Bella. Shes my therapist. And Im terrified of losing her.

Bronwen  is vulnerable. She consults psychotherapist Isabella Cavani. But who is Bella? In consultations at the well-heeled therapists home, Bronwen wonders: is she the younger version of her mother who can listen as her own mother could not? Or is she the secret woman she desires?

Certainly Bronwen (with an e) will reveal through their sessions the shapes of her life: her parents, teenage angst, her husband, the kind and gentle Richard, her children and their times. An exposť of the fantasies and yearnings of a woman undergoing psychotherapy, the novel offers insight into the spirited but destructive Bronwen and her quest to overcome fears and obligations to an ageing, disturbed mother.

Told through the lens of Bronwens lusting for Bella, Margaret Mathews Room for Delusion oozes with life.  Mathews is brilliant at capturing the panic involved in some of our everyday acts. You will ache for the ending.

The Humming Tree
Memories of an  Eccentric Childhood
Bron Nicholls

But there was no canopy of flowers in mid-winter, of course. Even the tough, dark-green, pointed leaves appeared to be unhappy, turning brown on their edges, perhaps drought-stricken.

   I closed my eyes, hugged my knees, and the little tree was in flower againclouds of apricot-pink blossom, the colour of sunrise, and buzzing with thousands of wild honey-bees. I was never afraid of the bees. They ignored me, and the dogs.

The Humming Tree, Memories of an Eccentric Childhood is a captivating collection of stories about childhood. It is a companion volume to Bron Nicholls earlier An Imaginary Mother. Now the focus is on the father of the family, and his disturbing transition from an easy-going, jovial man, into somebody inflexible, harsh and oppressive

The time is the decade following World-War II; the place is the flat, dry country of Northern Victoria, where John Nicholls built up a small but flourishing subsistence farm, and then abandoned it, forcing his family into another place, another life.

Writing with both a childs viewpoint and an adults insight, Bron has created a series of pictures filled with finely-drawn detail, subtle colours, and lifes unavoidable deep shadows.

The Humming Tree is a biography of the rural poor. There is not a murmur of rancour. It is a fortunate life.

Stephen Edgar

On slender toes
Down by the waters edge
Two egrets effortlessly hold their pose
In sedge.

They hold their pose. This show,
With all chinoiseries
Appeal, must be illusory. And so
It is.

Stephen Edgars nimble-footed new collection Transparencies extends his exploration of the worlds visual aspect, both in itself and as a screen for the minds projections. He questions, in the words of Denis ODonoghue, the delusion by which we think that reality coincides at every point with its appearances.

The transparencies of the title are both the daylit images of the natural world, in all their hallucinatory strangeness and beauty, and the occasions they offer us to look through them, now into deep time, as in Day Book and The Mechanicals, now into the parallel universe of the dead, as in The Returns, or into the world within this one, as in There. Edgars poems look out and reach in. They probe, even as they have an exquisite ear.

As well as moving poems on his late mother, to whom the book is dedicated, Transparencies has many pleasures. One of them is waiting for the delayed rhyme on David Attenborough.

These poems hold and play with the readers mind and imaginationtelescopically and microscopically.

David Gilbey,  Mascara

What Clive James said of a single Edgar poem holds true for poems in Transparencies:

clear from moment to moment, and clear in the way that one moment leads to the next, it accumulates so much clarity that you need dark glasses to look at it.
Poetry Notebook 2006 - 2014

The Garden of Earth
Homer Rieth

Out on the river youll see there are swifts and babblers
     and other assorted thieves

all of whom have their own bush telegraphy, a kind of
passing quietly
from one landmark to the next, disappearing and
     reappearing with wild insouciance at the waterline
     some, in fact, say thats where

another life begins, more secret than you know,
     to do with the keeping alive

of memory, all those residual mysteries that tend
     to hang around towns,

theirs are stories the river dwells on the longest, which
     it passe on surreptitiously to creeks,
     dams and waterholes


The Garden of Earth  is told in Thirty Five Books. Each canto is a long-breathed sentence that takes you in its flow. They gather all the hues of nature, history, culture and philosophy like  metaphorical rivers gathering majestic detritus. It invites us to consider the plenitude of the world, but also how precious and precarious a thing this is.
Homer Rieths first epic Wimmera gave voice to the history, legend and folklore of the Wimmera region of north western Victoria, and to ideas of 'place' and 'country' not only as cultural markers, but as ciphers of an enduring mythos. In his new companion epic, he turns his gaze to the larger arena of the Murray Darling, to this oldest of continents more broadly. He offers a vision of the natural environment and the human world as bound together on a global scale.
The Garden of Earth is a hymn to and argument in defence of the future of the planet. It is the poet's final assay of our age-old dream vision of the world, only here it is as something at once luminous and exceptionally Australian.

YouTube - Homer Rieth talks of The Garden of EARTH

The Sea Palace Hotel
Patrick McCauley and Raffaella Torresan

Travel art can be a way of seeing. In The Sea Palace Hotel Patrick McCauley poems and Raffaella Torresans paintings refresh such seeing. Past narratives which persist in memory and collide with the shock of the present through the viewing of new unfamiliar landscapes and cultures. The confusion of ideas and stories which are already with us, merge with the first hand stories and images never before viewed first hand. This phenomenology allows the perception of the artist to apply itself differentlyas it seeks to find its truth or beauty within the new environs. We search for new words (or colours or lines) to describe what we see en plein air. Words tumble through each other. Time can be felt to expand and contract.

"In a sequence of verbal and visual responses to the Mumbai stream of consciousness flowing around them, Mc Cauley's poems and Torresan's paintings and photographs achieve a kind of syncopation, working as ciphers of a shared experience, rather than simply being versions of each other. As a result we are given access, both as readers and as viewers, to a world that meets us on several dimensions at once."
Dr Homer Rieth

The Truth is Longer than a Lie
Kieran Carroll

The Truth is Longer than a Lie tells the crossover stories of the separate families of Amy and Spiderman, and of an anonymous child, whose story we hear in voiceover. It is a family drama.
The adults Ben and Andrea or Rod and Paula are depraved, complicit or disbelieving. Andreas denial is particularly affecting. The family culture that Kieran Carrolls drama unveils is that of child abuse. It is the children we come to know: their shame, their fear of disclosure, their urge to self-harm, their small window to healing given by counsellors and by their chance meeting. The authority of their young voices in Carrolls dialogue will grip your heart. They are heroic.

In their foreword Neerosh Mudaly and Chris Goddard from Child Abuse Prevention Research Australia, state: If we are a moral and just society, we must protect children. If we are to protect children, we have to listen to them.

The Truth is Longer than a Lie wrenches us into listening.

"I was riveted by The Truth is Longer than a Lie.  The acting, staging, choreography, screenplay and directing were first class.  This is a powerful story, brilliantly portrayed.  And important.  I can only hope that it will be presented in other cities, and one day internationally.
Dr Alan Finkel

Sandy Jeffs

The world is a place full of dark and light as is that of Sandy Jeffs. She explores this tension with a clarity that is troubled by shadows. Humour and sadness intermingle in a show that must go on. Popular culture and parodies of classic poems are used to illuminate the world for what it is. St Jerome in his study prepares a readers report on the Bible. Clancy is contacted at theoverflow.

Celebrity and the economic market are equally dismantled in poems that examine the absurdity and cravenness of their power. She feels how we are compromised by our own selfishness when we make a Sophies choice to buy a book of Rilkes poems rather than a copy of Big Issue from a homeless vendor. She breaks out from her own darkness and light, her personal chiaroscuro, to reveal a poet with a keen sense of observation and a soft sensitivity. It allows her to bring a bristling anger to bear on social injustice.

Alan Gould

...with scarcely a disruption to her rhythm, a gaunt Indian woman in purple sari voided the contents of her nostril onto her hand then cast the necklace of silvery substance aside. O, Boon was a proper enough schoolboy, instructed in the use of the British handkerchief, and yet the gaunt womans action lodged in my mind, an image repellent, beautiful, troubling.

Claude Boon and Henry Luck, young poets in quest of their muses, cut a swathe through the cultural capitals and byways of Europe and Asia towards the end of the Cold War.

The Poets Stairwell revitalises the picaresque novel. Vibrant, sensuous and layered, it has a tumble of characters and pranks.

Anarchist puckish Beamish, the Isadora Duncan-like Eva, class warrior, Branca, a libidinous translator of poems with Jelena, her iconoclast daughter, Luc Courlai a jailed French philosopher, Titus the Yankee acrobat who cradles his gun like a baby, Mr Hark a saintly Irish funeral director, Willi a German truck driver versed in Thomas Aquinas and sensible Rhee, Henrys girlfriendamongst others.

Stephen Edgar


Look, look, exhorts the opening poem of this dazzling new collection. The discoveries of observation, both physical and intellectual, ravishing and harrowing, are recounted across a broad sweep of experience. Edgar returns habitually to the character of light. Exhibits of the Sun moves from the ghostly Ferris wheel of Saturns rings to the beach pavilion wrapped in ochre fog during Sydneys dust storm, from the glimpses of a lovers light-shaped body in the passage of the moon to a vision of a whole lifetime between one eye blink and the next. Presiding over all is Walter Benjamins Angel of History, swept away into the future as he looks back on the unravelled pageant of humanity.

On the short list of the best living practitioners of verse, rhymed or blank.
Joshua Mehigan, Poetry (Chicago)

They said of his last book Eldershaw: a brilliant piece of uncanny fiction& alive and convincing at every point, crackling with engagement and intensity.
Martin Duwell, Australian Poetry Review

[A] wonderful love poem and elegy& [of] almost unbearable poignancy. The final dateless narrative, The Pool, is a high point of Australian poetry.
Geoffrey Lehmann, The Weekend Australian

Judith Colquhoun

As her mother Kate lay dying, Lucy OConnell had learnt of a rape committed in Carlton by a young Italian boy. Not the best introduction to the parent she had never known and, yes, it was a long time ago, but Lucy believes it is never too late for justice. Wary of the amorous Stefanos assistance, she battles her way through Italian bureaucracy and finally traces her father, Paolo Esposito, to his restaurant by a beach in southern Italy. There she meets his wife Silvana and her own half-siblings: cheeky Andrea, studious Chiara, scatty Rosaria. She lives an uneasy lie with this new family. She obsesses over how to punish her father without hurting the others. Violent forces gather. Still she ignores the friends, who insist that penitence can be more real than a mumbled rosary might suggest. That la vendetta is not the work of gods but of devils.

Todd Turner Woodsmoke Australian Poetry WOODSMOKE  
Todd Turner

Todd Turner writes a poetry of unfashionable warmth. Woodsmoke, which is an occasional motif throughout the book, refers to the ancient resins which fire draws upon in burning. The smoke is the signal, the equivalent of the poem. His unforced measured language yields deeply moving poemswhether on the death of a brother or the loss of market gardens. This is what a modern popular poet should read like. It is simple but takes a daring amount of craft to get there.

Todd Turner has produced a body of poems remarkable for the rich brocade of their language, their hard won lines, their hammered beauty. This is a poet who brings his work close to worship, who looks at the world and returns it clarified and finessed through his painstaking and elegant craftsmanship. Patience and a belief in the transformative power of poetry are at the heart of this most impressive debut volume.

Judith Beveridge

In Todd Turners Woodsmoke memory is a potent force at work. His ability to delight and disturb, often within the one line, gives these poems a vibrant, edgy quality that leaves us with a sense of heightened expectancy and urgency.
Anthony Lawrence

Turners language is at times rich with the savour of earth, stone, wood, at times as weightless as light falling over a field, which passes for benediction.
Stephen Edgar

Luke Fischer Paths of Flight Australian Poetry Black Pepper Publishing

Luke Fischer

An assured new poet sprung fully formed in his first collection.

Luke Fischers poems startle me to wake again, to wake not only to the thriving details of the worlds surrounding us but to the power of language to reveal the music simmering and alive in every moment. 
Pattiann Rogers

His lines fall as calmly and elegantly as snow, layer upon layer, and are just as transformative in their beauty.

Judith Beveridge

A gaze that renders things present to us in new ways.
Kevin Hart


Stephen Edgar

A childrens game in an overgrown garden is the first hint of a troubling presence in the old house Eldershaw. But is the haunting a memory of the past inscribed in the stonework or a discord the occupants have brought with them?

At the heart of Stephen Edgars compelling new collection are three interlinked narrative poems ranging forwards and backwards in time from the Second World War to the present day. Drawing on personal experience, reimagined and transformed through the lens of fiction, they enact those charged episodes which shape and scar the lives of several characters. From the dim rooms of Eldershaw, to the recollected infernos of war, to the uncanny waters of a seaside pool, these narratives affect us with a moving and haunting power.

A Co-winner of the Colin Roderick Award
(Stephen Romei comments here in The Australian)

Eldershaw has been short-listed for the Prime Minister's Literary Award for Poetry. This what the judges said:

Jordie Albiston

Prize-winning poet Jordie Albistons third book is dramatic. It spotlights the crunch times in the life of Jean Lee 1919-1951 from adventurous girl to hanged woman. It captures the times, the completion of the Harbour Bridge, the youth culture of the milk bars, the 'overpaid, oversexed, over here American servicemen during the War, the invasion of petty crims for the 1949 Melbourne Cup won by Faxzami. Above all, it understands. Jean's last God-troubled speeches raise her mean life to suburban tragedy.

In this richly magical procession of poems, Albiston re-imagines how the grim life of Jean Lee stepped along its course to her execution. The book is a triumph of grasp and sympathy.
Chris Wallace-Crabbe

The God poems are terrific - they have unafraidness and tension that is sheer coiled energy. The Hanging of Jean Lee is strong, its passionate, its truthful and its complex. And its tremendously disciplined poetry.

HIDDEN - A Graphic Novel
Mirranda Burton

At first glance, Mirranda Burton's art room is a hidden world full of strange eccentric characters and mysterious minds. But stay a while and in that room you'll find all the joy and sadness of life, the pain and comfort of community, and the ultimate meaning of art. In Hidden Mirranda Burton is writing about what matters most, and she does so with such gentle humanity and wisdom. It is one of the most beautiful books I have ever read.
  Dylan Horrocks, author of Hicksville

In a simple yet effective visual style reminiscent of Persepolis but wholly its own - and peppered with some pictures so vivid as to be photographic - local artist Mirranda Burton draws on her time spent as an art teacher for those with intellectual disabilities. Her tales are hopeful, dramatic, always emotionally involving, and never condescending.

Fiona Hardy, Readings Carlton

COLOMBINE New and Selected Poetry
Jennifer Harrison

unusually contains two sets of ravish new poems, the title sequence and another called Fugue. The poems selected from her previous collections, from the Anne Elder Award-winning Michelangelo's Prisoners to her fourth book, Folly & Grief, illustrate the depth of her talent.
Jennifer Harrison is astonishing. She comes from a place that was previously unknown

Alan Loney

Susan Hancock

The story of Teresa Matheson, her sisters Mollie and Cass, and the untimely and mysterious death of their mother. Teresa has returned to Wellington after five years in Melbourne where she has written a quest novel for younger readers, had two affairs, and met the demon Arkeum. The Peastick Girl is a complex tragi-comedy of manners.

A brave, sensuous and wildly original novel   Ive never read anything quite like it.
Helen Garner

A brief summary cant really do justice to the complexities of this highly gifted novel... All this is given a lustre and intensity by her precise, musical prose, with its matchless evocations of the weather and the landscapes around Wellington and the fugitive subtleties of her characters inner lives.
    Owen Richardson, The Age

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Bron was Phyllis Nicholls first child. An Imaginary Mother is an open-hearted memoir of her mother and their intense relationship over fifty-six years.

Phyllis was a secretive, complex and unpredictable woman. Before her marriage, Phyllis worked happily as a designer in Vida Turners pioneering textile company. After World War II, with a young family, she had to cope with the isolation of a struggling subsistence farm, the tumult of her husbands conversion to a rigid religion, and her own increasing mood changes between despair, melancholy and joy.

Yet to the end of almost eighty years, Phyll was also a stoic. She saw her madnesses as the inevitable ups and downs of a full life, to be worked around with a mixture of courage, stealth, ingenuity and, whenever possible, with humour. An Imaginary Mother is a portrait in which the sitter and the painter are both revealed.

This poignant gem of a memoir
The Age

This heartrending memoir by Bron Nicholls of her strange mother is hard to put down
Rochford Street Review

Homer Rieth

Motet: a composition adapted to sacred words in the elaborate polyphonic church style; an emblem. Addressed to and inspired by the time-honoured figure of a mistress or muse, Homer Rieths sonnets cascade into each other across rocks of autobiography, memory and desire. From the young mans yearning for the religious life to the poets mature ruminations he sings to his American Lola and to us. His unaccompanied voice becomes its own choir.

Rieths poems often read like overheard private rhapsodies, in which the arcane and everyday mingle. He employs an ebullient, rococco language in long, breathless sentences.

Geoffrey Lehmann & Robert Gray
Australian Poetry Since 1788

A convincing sense of a lifelong spiritual quest
Australian Book Review

Energy, natural and man-made, is at the heart of Andrew Sants The Bicycle Thief & Other Poems - energy released at the speed of an escaping cyclist or through the planets eruptions and metamorphoses in geologic time. Either way, here is the second law of thermodynamics writ large, creation and destruction in a binary tussle. The mischievous title poem, a fast-moving narrative, is a robust celebration of good-for-the-planet transport, while elsewhere motor vehicles depicted in a personal history are drolly seen as harbingers of an apocalypse. Many poems are monologues that give voice to characters whose identities are fluid and circumstantial. These are poems that get about - lively, unfettered and expansive.

Classy vehicle for entertaining verse
Sydney Morning Herald

Its out on its own. Simply the thing it is will make it live
Critical Survey (UK)

He writes as though for a circle of listeners sinking into their whisky around a fire that has settled into glowing coals, with a chuckle at times, and a solemn nod at others
The Weekend Australian

....a refined and most enjoyable collection

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Shelton Lea reads from Nebuchadnezzar
Homer Rieth reads Wimmera
Homer Rieth: Interview ABC Radio Darwin Sunday 17 January 2016
Jennifer Harrison: Interview and reading, 3CR 1 April 2014
Sandy Jeffs: Interview and reading, Writer's Radio on Radio Adelaide June 27th 2015

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