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Darling Dowling Chameleon Christmas Tree

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This lately constructed Christmas tree borrows heavily from the local landscape. In a response to the heavily loaded tinsellated furbelowed, gew-gaws of the season, I am hoping to find a balance between the local ambiance with its elegantly minimal palette ( thanks to Winifred Belmont's wonderful art work) and idea of rubbing two sticks together while spending no

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Tell All Walls

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An old house, abandoned on Maria Island, paper walls peeled off to show the lucid frugality of re-used wooden boxes, the Vavarsium Oil, that must have lit a thousand melancholy scenes of abstemiousness. Still that fresh pink and patterning of the wood suggests a vivacity, annd adaptability, a waste-not-want-not-ness, a handbrake on consumption that behoves. An old house,

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Dark Dark Lily

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Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 This dark velvety lily has bloomed in the fern section. The smell hovers between musk and death, the flower is quick to wither and hugs the ground. The leaves are heart shaped, last winter it disappeared altogether, as it if was on a trip downstairs. I’ve gone out to

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Sole- Edarity

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Yellow takes on different looks in Sol De Wit's wheels and stripes of solid blocks of colour. This is from the Art Gallery Of NSW a while back but seems feasibly seasonal, or at least in the five flavour LifeSaver mood. Yellow takes on different looks in Sol De Wit's wheels and stripes of solid blocks of colour.

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Three Beer Three D Printer Here

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Or make that hear, hear. Or make that Ho Ho. Of course despite this printer's ability to print beer bottles, something has obviously malfunctioned as these are empties. Perhaps it was out of dr-ink. Or make that hear, hear. Or make that Ho Ho. Of course despite this printer's ability to print beer bottles, something has obviously ...

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Return of the Lime Spiders

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Like verde Fu Manchu moustache, like a new type of sklent exclamation mark, like a green wind suddenly solidified, the orchids set out early December to beguile. I count stalks fondly, enumerate blooms and new shoots. Heady days. Like verde Fu Manchu moustache, like a new type of sklent exclamation mark, like a green wind suddenly solidified, the

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Birds Singing in the Peony Tree

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In an impulse to catch the sudden gorgeousness of peonies, their French fripperies of soft petals, soft fading, not yet falling, not yet momentarily floating petals, I see our set of fine finches, plum throat, fire tail, pictorella and double-barred, out of focus, in that 'in-the-woods' way, from the more than admirable artist Sine MacPherson have set the

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Frond Moments of Cycadian Curliculation

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Last year this Macrozamia, one of two that can be relied upon to do their best by Fibonacci, sending up fronds that can be counted on, went off like an emphatic italicized exclamation mark. This year it seemed to be cued to curlicues, setting up this neat world of whorls. Kudos to these tender unfurlings of cycadian life.

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Time as Granite

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The south end of Maria Island is lichen, granite, a vast view of Haunted Bay and an overwhelming sense of wonder, not the least of which is the ponderable question as to how the Little Penguins, one or two might be glimpsed tucked into their burrows on the track down here, manage the trip between the water and

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Not All My Own Work

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Very pleased to have my own edit of the redoubtable Cordite up and out there. You can proceed straight to the 52nd issue and Loiter with Intent at Toil. Very pleased to have my own edit of the redoubtable Cordite up and out there. You can proceed straight to the 52nd issue and Loiter wi...

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Floraliphilia - Back Petalling into Spring

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A set of tulips and an ellipse, the photo nearly accidentally becomes a study of texture and form. A part of my ongoing but somewhat sporadic quest to photograph every vase of flowers in the house. This one has long since dropped its petals on the flower. A set of tulips and an ellipse, the photo nearly accidentally

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Tropical Benchmarking

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Though this tableau of plastic palms is not without its charms, a second look suggests it presages what the tropics will be - synthetic and sans sand, _ if we don't get a a wriggle on and clean up our act. That the whole process was prompted by the need to clean and revamp the search party, sadly

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Come in Double Spinner

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It seems that the left-handed spinner, running against its stable mate ( but how can a kite be stable you say?) wins the heart. Or is all this just a frame up?The Festival of the Winds 2015 was a humdinger, while the big kites from the Mightie Kities from home - the Australian Kiteflyers Association , and abroad,

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Bags of Style

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My friend J's apartment is a paragon of style, with not a trace of blandeur, but on my last visit there I found this new collection of vintage reticules hanging out on her vintage Eames coat rack. How could not snap this up for The Treasure ? . Always wittily Christmas here. Thanks J. My friend J's apartment

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Period Details in Havanna - So Much To Tell

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Many buildings in Havana may be on the brink, but if these are crumbs, give me crumbling any day. A close inspection of the effusive and elaborate details might keep you busy for a century. There is some kind of largesse here that might be the result of benign neglect, or a the bravado of getting it right

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Hedge Fun

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Checks are the go-to pattern for upmarket hedges this year, here we see a pair cosy in a diagonal drape, showing a bit of leave, but still nothing beats chilly nights sleeping out than a warm wool blanket. Checks are the go-to pattern for upmarket hedges this year, here we see a pair cosy in a diagonal drape,

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Mexico Folklorico - a Costumeria in Oaxaca

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Oaxaca, or at least for the four days I spent there, seemed a dreamy parade of folkloric costume, no doubt the Spring Festival bought out these group assemblages of colour and embroidery, but I like to think the place is always like this. I have a dim memory of going to the Showground in Randwick when I was

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Toil, Toil, Boil Bubble - Submit to Cordite!

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The go to address for all hard working poets this month is Cordite, I will be the Guest Editor ( yes, with that Fancy Uppercase) for the Toil issue. And here I am, just to show you how committed I am to blood (okay it's cochineal), sweat ( midday in Oaxaca late April it's compulsory) and tears (

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Bicycle Business Models -Cuba and Mexico

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While in the West the bicycle's lycra-ised peleton is the new golf, in Mexcio and Cuba it is the prevailing substrate of the micro business, the workaday work horse, the vendor's aid and conveyer of piles of pineapples, plaits of onions, mounds of mangoes, pecks of peppers, swathes of sweet treats and loads of loaves. While in the

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Transformative Paste-Ups in Oaxaca, Mexico

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There is a lot art-wise in Oaxaca's galleries and museums, but the streets have their own offerings, and one theme is the transformation of the colonial tropes by indigenous forces, or perhaps in the third example, where a Conquistador type has melded with a variant on Chewbacca - the universe. There is a lot art-wise in Oaxaca's galleries

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Puebla's Biblioteca Palafoxiana - First Public Library in the Americas

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Now there is something to sing, or read about. One might spend a decade in this jewel box library in Puebla, reading such gems as Gallen, and Pliny. The collection was donated to the Church here by the Bishop Juan de Palafox y Mendoza, who thought it a good idea if everyone had access to books. This, in

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Return of the Giants in Technicolour

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Four days in Oaxaca and every one turned out a parade for their Spring Festival, this one with its Monos De Calendarios was a riot of good humoured colour, celebrating the anniversary of a local school. I suspect these pair of giant dancing puppets satirized some beloved teachers. Each day bought another set of fabulous costumes. Four days

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Three Lamps in the North

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You might blame it on Elliot 'Preludes' locating that lamp in such a melancholy street, but street lamps illuminate a lot about a city. The Spanish colonial flourish in the top set, in Puebla, Mexico are nearly insectival in their curlicues, the gryphon set that lights up Orizaba,Mexico, just outside their Belgium imported caste iron palace, a kind

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Cuban Cars - Film Noir in Colour

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Window screens like this are hard to find Just add Lauren Bacall Taxi Rank in Havana- NB Horse and Cart on the righ Why every second driver needs to a be a mechanic - the ubiquitious break downs The start of a random snap-a-thon in front of the Teatro Nacional de Cuba About five seconds later - It's

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Las Palitinas or Is that a Baked Bean Ice-cream Midde Row 8th from the Left?

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Puebla, Mexico, at first peek looks like a Spain town with a seriously upscale paint job, and it's not just the buildings, which are confections of pink, orange and blue, a spectrum of mid-tone pastels and hot tones but the food. This collection of paletinas demonstrate not only how inventive this ice-cream maker makes up her trove of

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Diego Rivera's portrait of Frida Kahlo in the MInistry of Education

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While Mondays in Mexico City mostly find one on the outside of most major museums, the Ministry of Education building, just on the north side of the Zocalo, as a working office, is a Monday to Friday, 9 to 5, thing. The building itself with its cool courtyard and generous cloisters would be a pleasant enough destination by

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Curiosity Cabinet

As a child I thought there was a jewel box hidden in my parent's house, I imagined there was a cache of pink cut glass rings - the ones with adjustable soft metal sizing - laid out in pink foam in the nailed tight plyboard box in my brothers' walk-in robe.

Years later, I realised the box was really the back of the bathroom cabinet. I got a lot of enjoyment out of those pink glass jewels that weren't there. Imaginery treasures are curiously satisfying.

Here is a central point where someone who might be interetested can see what bits of words, some links to work published in journals and ezines, and images that I have made.

Absent Knowledge

We are talking about knowing certain facts,

and he says, I know all that or used to,

it is only that I can’t remember.

Is this not knowing or forgetting

what you know? Perhaps the head holds

a trace of what was there,

perhaps it is there but can’t find

the way out; maybe it was there but left,

or there was a rumour that it was coming

but never did,

like the promised holiday ,

in Pennant Hills. At eight years old

I would lie in bed at night a hardly contained

precipice of anticipation that time

would take me to Pennant Hills and a big house

with a swimming pool. I can see

the façade of the house, the curve

of suburban street, where that house

I never went to might be - or even was.

Though I know I never went, maybe

somewhere, there is an unborn memory

of being there, and I am thwarted by absent knowledge

from enjoying what I did not do.

Carol Jenkins

From Voices from the Meadow Wollongong Workshop Anthology 2007 ( Five Islands Press)

Bambiraptor

The Going Down Swinging # 25 -special double CD edition has at last unwrappped itself in Sydney, with a lauch at the Last Bastion of Civilisation last Wednseday 25 September. I still don't know what is in this CD it apart from my spoken word poem Bambiraptor as I was incarcarated in an invention called Good Mummydom. I hope every one else had a good time at the launch party.

The fossil Bambiraptor’s importance in the evolutional of dexterity and the dissonant name gave me this rave by Blanche (Street Car Named Desire) - here she makes a play for Bambiraptor believing his tough and powerful persona is lined with tenderness, like Stanley. This poem is one of my bids to get fossils to colonise and take over the myth as the substratum of literature.

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