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Category: We Will Disappear
My debut collection of poetry was published in 2007 by papertiger media. Read more about the book in my portfolio.
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(On the Tomb of) Victor Bruce
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3 min read
This poem was commissioned by the Red Room Project in 2004.
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Karin Revisited
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5 min read
This poem was originally written and performed for the Red Room Company’s Poetry Picture Show project in 2006.
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Abstract moon
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1 min read
This poem was written as part of a dialogue series with Japanese poet Hiroshi Sasaki (Keiji Minato, translator). It appeared for the first time in print in Mirage #4/Period[ical] (USA, 2006). It was later published in my collection We Will Disappear (2007), and anthologised in Contemporary Australian Poetry (Puncher and Wattmann: Sydney, 2016). ‘Abstract Moon’…
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We are living
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2 min read
This poem was written in 2005 as part of a dialogue series with Japanese poet Hiroshi Sasaki (Keiji Minato, translator). It was later published in my collection We Will Disappear. Läs på svenska.
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“While your children are still small”
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2 min read
I’m dreaming of a nineteenth century Finland Where we skied to school & my lunch was free Prior to my birth even the birds did know it I was smaller than a grain of sand inside you Mother said I wasn’t even thought of then yet She could feel me stirring inside a tiny bell…
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Let’s fight the pop-ups!
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1 min read
meddling kids with their internet pop-ups planting jitches in those unexpected drum /fill up my crevice moments inevitably doomed to fall between their terminals of thunder & the beginnings of the jaundice / plague its down on hands & hips & back to feeling aghast my baby lives on a pop-up page we shudder tho…
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A veteran of the club scene
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1 min read
panic on the streets of south yarra geez they shut us down when im peaking its a ripoff shits been cut with something maybe brain juices? not mine got the tipoff said get rid of em ages ago i loved to dance though dont seem to have the energy anymore im still here propping up…
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Post-holocaust tram
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1 min read
I wrote this poem after visiting Hiroshima for the first time in 2004. It was later published in my first full-length poetry collection, We Will Disappear (2007). While we remember August 6 as the day Hiroshima died, and August 9 as the day the same fate was handed to Nagasaki, I personally was not aware…
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suicide airliner attacks
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1 min read
This poem was published in We Will Disappear under the title ‘Airliner’.
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Spring*
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1 min read
First published in Southerly (3/2004).
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the happy farang
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1 min read
hello!—i am so happy to be a farang in your country relieved to discover this word that describes me & pleased to be here spending all my money on trinkets & going to the toilet—hooray! now even my shit is farang! a foreign body yearning to be assimilated! get out of thailand i say to…
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Non-Touristic Trek
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1 min read
COME & SEE THE HILL TRIBES PLOUGHING UP THEIR OPIUM FIELDS IN PREPARATION FOR NEXT YEAR’S CROP OF NESCAFE! THIS TREK HAS BEEN APPROVED BY BOTH THE THAI & US GOVERNMENTS ALONG WITH JOINT MILITARY EXERCISES IT WILL CONSTITUTE THE MAIN THRUST OF THEIR WAR AGAINST DRUGS NO RAFTING ELEPHANT HIKING OR SOUVENIR-SHOPPING EXPERIENCE REQUIRED…
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The Chao Le
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1 min read
housed in two human zoos constructed for their survival’s sake on the east & west coasts of koh lantah it’s good to know that the chao le are still allowed to play football on the beach at low-tide its wave sounds mimic the crowd-roars of wembley coming down the supermarine cable all the young men…
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Tintin & the Plain of Jars
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2 min read
Nothing to report as usual save a badly bruised rump boy the Lao sure know how to build a road! as for the jeep well the driver was adamant that i ride in the back for fear of bandits who as usual failed to materialise (as did Captain Haddock – having discovered the medicinal value…