Like Ganaji
They sat watching ganaji come in off the plain, jagged this way, sparking with flame. The thunder rolling, the clouds metallic-grey, that ganaji,... Read more →
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In Defense of Poetry
It’s not the myth or the reason or the imagination. It’s not the history or the timing or the desire. It’s not the emotion or the logic or the... Read more →
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Return of the Beautiful Poems
All of us from time to time encounter a beautiful poem. Sometimes it is the poem of a teacher or someone we know, and sometimes it is a poem we have... Read more →
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A Poet’s Republic
Plato got it wrong. Poets should not be expelled from the Republic. They are essential to its very functioning. They have the qualities needed to be... Read more →
The Death of the Prodigal Son
After Patrick White The Australian poet ever feels his twoness – having within reach the best commodities anywhere in the world, his lifestyle... Read more →
On Charles Olson
I had taken a leaf out of Henry David Thoreau’s book, and was living alone in the wilderness at the time, living ‘at one with nature’ down in... Read more →
On Robert Frost
You have seen it before. You know it from your mind, the way the field rolls downwards, the way the sun lights the path. You know these pastures and... Read more →
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On Wittgenstein
Sometimes there is a vision you have, a kind of mythic logic image that, for an instant, becomes real, as real as two-minute noodles or a toy poodle.... Read more →
On John Milton
For a while I worked as a union official. I would visit nursing homes to organise workers, moving through corridors as they administered drugs to... Read more →
On Dante
I used to have a poster of Andy Warhol’s Double Elvis in my bedroom as a teenager. I did, of course, have other posters that were less... Read more →
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