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';';Send me your miracles and your monsters. Send me your plucked-out eyes and the pungent perfume of your spent loins. Hold me in the jaws of your slavering mouse' We look at the same words and see such different things, but within this collection we see the same intricate ideas Kirwan is known for, the same dark passion he has always had burning within him. I see a poet with more punk in him than he thinks, more soul in him than he knows, and more understanding of the human condition than most people. ';I am here,' says Kirwan. ';I have always been here.' The world has always been around us, both calm and nebulous, and it is up to us to decide how to view it. What colour glasses to wear. Kirwan's poems are so vibrantly honest there's no time to put on shades. His poems concoct a vision of him standing in the mirror, bloodied palms facing outwards, unable to wash his hands nor let them hang idly by his sides. This is his truth.' - Claire Fitzpatrick, author, poet, journalist';Depths of wisdom and humour encapsulated within the razor-sharp bite of satire. Kirwan's best collection yet, and his most heartfelt.' - Anthony J. Langford, author, poet, film-maker';If one were to rip into the wretched carcass of life and tear out its palpitating heart, what would one do with it? What would one discern its owner was doing, directly prior to such a calamitous outcome? The Miracle was picking wild flowers in a mine field and inevitably took a fatal misstep. The Monster cared not a whit for the hearts of those he mercilessly devoured. This conceptual anthology of poetry is heartfelt, sincere and, most of all, fearless. Kirwan navigates treacherous territory daringly, and sensitive ground with an expression of pathos and calm unique to himself. If there is one poetry collection that you are going to treat yourself to this year, this is it.' - Andrew Coote, visual artist and poet

I acknowledge with deep respect the Wiradjuri Elders past and present, traditional custodians of the land that bore me and where the words I write were formed. The stories in these poems are all true and all come from that land between the three rivers - far western New South Wales - where my ancestors too lie buried.

'One feels accompanied by the poet in these pages; through gardens, along country roads and city streets, along windswept coastlines and out on the water. You will encounter many invitations to pause, to share an observation of something tiny close-up or to admire some distant expanse. We also ponder occasional memories and wonderings about times long ago. There is karumi here, that delicate quality of lightness and simplicity where things are presented without embellishment, subjects without interpretation, where the wonder of things is allowed to speak for itself. And in judicious balance, other haiku indulge in subtle suggestion, offering hints of the extraordinary within the ordinary and even allude to the numinous. Most delightfully we meet the poet in these words as we find ourselves moved by that which moves her, sharing a few moments along this winding path, where it leads…' - Simon Hanson

the moon's reminder explores five realms of 'm', from maps to moths. Here are poems where 'sea is breathing' and 'sky bleeds', where a 'night for knots' feels 'the weight of silence' - poems for unexamined moments.

Avril Smith brings a lifetime of keen observation to the stories in A Fragment of Time, her second collection. The protagonists are often flawed beings, struggling to make sense of the predicaments in which they find themselves; Cedric Percival, who prefers green jelly and Belgian beer to oysters and football, can barely cope with his own life, but always finds a way to help others, and finds love in the process. Tales of the indignities and constraints of old age are counterbalanced with discoveries of the joys modern technology can offer as long as you have a Mr Percival to sort out computer problems. Now in her tenth decade, the writer has had plenty of experience in accepting and quietly supporting those who don't quite fit in. Her warmth for life's misfits shines through in her writing as does her sharp wit, humour and appreciation of the quirky and inexplicable. Anna Buck

Jeanell Buckley is a writer of short stories and novels in the area of speculative and historical fiction. She is the winner of the Vice-Chancellor's Commendation for Academic Excellence (Macquarie University) for her novel Chalet Heat and is currently working on a series of short stories set in Sydney. Stretcher Bearer was based on research into the diaries of Australian soldiers who fought in the First World War. In 2016 she was published in an anthology by Allen & Unwin.

Daniel Neumann was born in England in 1951 of German-born parents, and has lived most of his life in Australia, in Canberra and then in Melbourne, where he works as a psychologist and as a musician. His poems respond to landscapes, texts, paintings, music, and conversations real or imaginary. They inhabit spaces from Australia to ancient Greece, and hear voices ranging from bush hermits to opera; and they speak with a feeling for distance and the passage of time.

Slices, a title taken from Zola's description of good drama as ';a slice of life', contains sixteen stories that explore a range of often capricious and sometimes predictable responses to the challenges life presents. The stories explore the nature of memory and imagination, friendship and love, decline and loss, searching and fulfilment, and even the ridiculous. Collectively, they offer insight into the human condition, and pose challenging questions for the reader.

In the frantic days of the Victorian gold rushes, few made their fortunes. Most did not. Storm Over Bakery Hill concerns some of those people. A widow, endeavouring to create a life after the death of her ex-convict husband. Her son, determined to reject his fathers legacy. A policeman seeking revenge. A bullock driver. And those miners, the battlers, who, bullied and frustrated by authorities, were to take up arms and create one of the iconic moments in our history, the Eureka Rebellion.

War, as everyone will attest to, is horrific. Yet we continue to indulge in it under the guise of ';defence' or ';peace keeping' or whatever. And we continue to glorify the stupidity of war (there can be no other term to be applied to Paschendale or Balaclava or Gallipoli or ';weapons-of-mass-destruction' Baghdad) with our annual parades and our demonstrations of patriotism and our pontifications on sacrifice and honour and moral debt, while learning nothing more than new ways to destroy. Janey Mac goes to war on war. And not just the boys' game of war, but the war closer to home: the war in the home, the war that has always existed in the male's attempt at domination over the female. War is more than one nation's land grab for oil or for power or for eco-political gain. It is fought daily on an individual level and the vanquished are often those without a voice, without an ally. Janey Mac tries to illuminate the wars that go unreported, as well as those that are reported in a way reminiscent of earlier poets, but at the same time, with a new eye. Lyrical poetry, this is not: it is narrative poetry and prose hoping for a lyrical response.

Determined to uncover the truth behind her brother's sudden death, a young woman returns to the haunting landscape of her youth to confront the town she thought she'd left behind and the secrets they'd rather stay hidden.';Black Mountain is a deftly written novella- effortlessly building tension as it draws the reader in. Simultaneously delicate and visceral, this is a compelling work.' Judges' Citation, Shortlisted Seizure Viva la Novella IV

The beautifully quirky title of Karen Armstrong's first collection of poetry maps the final journey of a friend who is dying of cancer. These poems capture the warmth of unselfish love; of a relationship despite trying circumstances. A pact between two friends where one shares the burden vicariously as the other faces debilitating illness and inevitable death. - Peter F. Pike, Managing Editor, FreeXpresSion With unpretentious simplicity and directness, Karen Armstrong conveys the tangled emotions defiance, confusion, anger, black humour and acquiescence experienced by two friends confronting one's imminent death. These poems, unified by images of feathers and flight, convey the fragility and lightness of being mortal. They build slowly, without sentimentality, through past memories and present moments towards the inexorable moment of parting when the future must be faced alone. These poems will strike a chord with anyone who has tackled the stony stages of loss. - Janet Upcher This collection of poetry will move you and linger in you long after the vigil is over. It will bring you out from the little black box we keep ourselves tucked into. Armstrong presents the harrowing circumstances as they are with acute sensitivity. The poems are quietly terrifying as they draw us to the bright light of death. They are a potent mix of sorrow and need, an ongoing state of mourning for the poet's friend. This is a book necessary for life. Enjoy this book. It insists. - Karen Knight

Stephen Mallick is a Tasmanian poet and artist. The poems of Just a Moment explore times past, events and memories of childhood and adolescence, the natural world, and the child's insights into a family in pain. The poems have a rich lyricism, employing subtle rhyme and rhythm rooted in the natural cadences of everyday speech. Deceptively simple, the poems build within the collection to a powerful meditation on the pains, joys and coming-to-terms of growing up.

';Raymond Evans's poetry sings with lyricism. His poems melt and explode with love, lust and clear-eyed honesty, revealing the beautiful and brutal undercurrents of a passionate life.' Venero Armanno';This collection offers a powerful and touching insight into the interior life of a well-regarded Queensland historian. Poignant childhood memories, everyday personal observations, commitment to truth in history-telling, the intricacies of love, involvement in humanitarian and political activismthese are all here, described in poetry that is authentic, unpretentious and fired straight from the hip.' Linda Stevenson';Raymond's poems provide an intimate glimpse into the challenges, hardships and sensual pleasures of a well-lived life. Sometimes they serve to illuminate one's own experiences. At others, the poetry carries one away on a compelling journey: Their emotional provocation and illustrative skill fashion an evocative and hypnotic pastiche of writings that transport the reader to worlds far beyond the anticipated and familiar. That is what these poems do.' Em O. Tomasi';Lost in deep thought as I imagine Evans's Bardon boyhood as he floats tin canoes down the neighbourhood stream. The detail commands that no stone is left unturned as magical adventures take shape and Brisbane beckons.' Fiona Foley';Raymond Evans's Half Century brims full of humble treasures. His fifty ';personal and political' narrative poems take us on a journey through time and space from the adventures of a Welsh migrant boy arriving in the raw new land of Australia; to the burgeoning sexuality and social awareness of a teenager exploring the freedom of the 1960s; to the grown man's deepening realisation of his role in history, society, and relationships. All recounted with humour, compassion and wisdom. A delight.' Michele Seminara

Jack Oats (aka Baker) is a man of all trades. Under various pseudonyms, he has been a teacher, ornithologist, conservation biologist, bureaucrat, father, grandfather and husband. He has published lots of science and years ago, he managed Biodiversity Conservation Science for the NSW Department of Environment and Conservation. Nowadays, Jack Oats makes short fictional and factual word creations as part of the Recovery Plan for the Semi-colon. In this, his first published collection of poetry, he pokes fun, casts doubts, celebrates Australia's natural heritage, shares hope and gives love.

Bella was only seventeen when her mother Elie died. Jack and Katie were even younger. Each dealt with the loss in different ways: Bella became the surrogate mother, the responsible one; Katie the arty rebellious eternal wild child; and Jack never settled, changing jobs and girlfriends, looking for the next adventure. When Bella discovers Elie's diary stashed away among her father's belongings, she and her siblings spend the next year reading it together and within its pages are given the chance to remember their childhood through their mother's eyes, challenge family narratives and discover the secrets and wisdom she didn't have time to tell them. It is a gift from her to challenge the past and face the future with a new perspective. Whispers on the Trampoline is a beautiful tale about a mother who turned everyday events into magical stories; and the chance, over a dozen years later, for her three children to finally finish the story she started telling