Author: Davey Dreamnation

  • Dream Team

    For the past month at least my Bloglines account has been on the jinx but tonight, what do you know – all of the blog feeds are now working again and I’ve received a grand total of 245 new items since late April – an impressive amount of content creation on the part of my…

  • Fractal

  • Everything is Buddha.

  • Strike Cities

    Empty skyscrapers come bellowing the tune of the strike cities – across the railways and slipways, down the random boulevardes and blasted arcades, through the monumental parks and plastic conduits – their emissaries calling, each cubicle mapping the terrain of your capital, the inside of your liberty bell.

  • In a move eerily and uncannily similar to Cyndi Lauper’s “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”-era wardrobe malfunction decision, Davey Dreamnation has gone imperial and re-invented himself as a member of the aristocracy in the dying days of the reign of Louis XIV. Speaking from the drawing room of his gigantic new manor house, Little Lord…

  • After four days of literary jauntiness and speed intellectualism, I’m beginning to feel a bit like Richie Watts after attending the Comedy Festival – blown-out, exhausted and thrilled by the sheer number of genii (or should that be geniuses – whatevs) presently living, breathing and creating stuff for people like you and me to enjoy.…

  • The Emerging Writers’ Festival is on again this weekend, and it’s packed with interesting panels, readings, speeches and games of Scrabble. This will be Festival Director Stevie Grimwade’s second tilt at the gig, and it promises to be lively. I’ll be chairing a panel on Saturday at 12 noon, entitled Where’s the new avant garde?…

  • Yes, you are. It’s that simple. Ace. Superlief and bulk ace. Truly ace. I’m trying to wipe an untold smile from my freelance face. That’s how ace. This much ace. If that much is untold, double it and multiply by ace. Bulk ace. Infinitely ace, drop a stitch & save in bulk. Surrender to the…

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  • They don’t believe in fairies but I do. You don’t believe in fairies, do you? I have seen them, and you’re wrong. I’ll bide my time, until they all come back to visit. They like to hide inside jacaranda trees. I hear their cries in the purple flowers and the leaves. I think about lots…

  • was standing in the bathroom shaving my head when the news came through about how britney had died & i just choked up you know i had an emotional malfunction kept scratching my face like some academic stunned by the shrill levity that followed & all the drive-time scrambling for moronic puns as far as…

  • B.A.S.E.

    building our atoms move deeper into the nuclear cycle building machines to dispense between cracks radioactive like that northern summer’s milk leap from a guard rail with leg rope attached antennae mike oldfield in orbit around some ragged sun i read rilke as we fell towards the waiting vans electric shock as people have sex…

  • My poem Space Kus is the lucky winner of this year’s June Shenfield Poetry Award, open to all higher education students at Swinburne University of Technology in Melbourne, set up in memory of former student June Shenfield. June Shenfield graduated from Swinburne University in 1980 with a Bachelor of Arts degree, specialising in the study…