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Issue Details: First known date: 2022... vol. 81 no. 1 Autumn 2022 of Meanjin est. 1940 Meanjin
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'In a profound and personal essay, Lucia Osborne-Crowley writes on learning to embrace anger as a multi-faceted emotion. Anger can be an act of caring, anger can be a force for personal power, and inter-personal good; anger, she says, 'can sit alongside love and hope and connection rather than being their opposite.' Guy Rundle studies the rise of the Knowledge Class, the laptop tapping workers at the core of the west's new economy, and details the challenge—and opportunity—this growing group poses for traditional progressive politics. Na'ama Carlin found her first pregnancy challenging, a minefield of existential and practical complication. Then she was diagnosed with aggressive breast cancer. Author Alice Pung writes on the vexed politics of 'diversity' in the Australian publishing industry. Futurist Mark Pesce is anxious about the social implications of the Facebook 'metaverse', but that's just the tip of the iceberg. Critic and curator Chris McAuliffe looks at the hidden and very complicated history of the Australian flag. El Gibbs writes on the hidden pandemic: of living with both covid and disability.' (Publication summary)
 

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* Contents derived from the 2022 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Nothing Good Can Come of This, Lucia Osborne-Crowley , single work essay

'I have always thought of myself as emotional to a fault, unable to suppress all the feelings I have. But I’ve realised recently that’s not true. For 29 years now, I have been completely unable to feel or express anger. Every week, my therapist and I have a version of the same conversation.' (Introduction)

The Disability Pandemic, El Gibbs , single work essay

'The pandemic has been a brutal reminder that disabled people don’t matter. Living through this, as a disabled person with a wonky immune system, has been a reminder that my life doesn’t matter to most.'  (Introduction)

Piscine Epiphanies, James Walton , single work essay
On Getting a Diagnosis, Andrew Sant , single work essay

'For more than two years now I have been receiving welcome phone calls from a woman, whom I barely know, with an attractive voice. After some polite preliminaries, she asks me a lot of personal, anatomical questions—the sort one’s partner would likely also be able to answer for her. My responses to her enquiries are in no way shielded; in fact, I have been unabashedly open with her. We have a few laughs. No longer. These quarterly exchanges have now come to an end. Though I could take some comfort in knowing she’ll give me another pre-arranged call in about a distant six months’ time, as is the routine.'  (Introduction)

But for a Moment There Were Your Words, Forcing All Forms of Life Inside of Me, and the Parallax View, and the Figure, and the Form, Declan Fry , single work essay

'I still remember so much of that time. The author—diffident, angled just so—perched off to the side of the woman interviewing him (and the interpreter beside her). My own body, tremulous and eager, hitching forwards—because I did not want to miss a word, W, that day. You were completing your PhD on the response of the reading public to those early-twentieth-century poets working outside Modernism, and you were being supervised by another poet Dennis Haskell, and you had asked me to be there. A few years back you had completed some translations, Chinese translations, of Joyce Carol Oates—Wild Nights!, a short story collection about the final days of Poe, Dickinson, Twain, James and Hemmingway. And you were living them, living those short stories, W, I think. Looking back, maybe you were more invested in the talk than I was.' (Introduction) 

Forgotten Flu, Jeff Sparrow , single work essay
Australia in Three Books, Madeline Gray , single work review
— Review of Looking for Alibrandi Melina Marchetta , 1992 single work novel ; Blueberries Ellena Savage , 2020 selected work prose ; Talkin' Up to the White Woman : Aboriginal Women and Feminism Aileen Moreton-Robinson , 2000 single work criticism ;
Whose Feelings Matter in Literature?, Alice Pung , single work essay

Epigraph: I want to write with ‘true emotion’, not just technically well. I want to write from the heart. I want to make people feel something.

—Shu-Ling Chua

Australians All, Bruce Buchan , single work essay

'Australia’s national anthem begins, ‘Australians all let us rejoice,/ for we are one and free’. Few now reflect on the Enlightenment presumption of a racial ‘oneness’ that led to the first colonial naming of the people inhabiting this land, the ‘Australians’. That the name was given to the land’s first inhabitants, and not its recently arrived colonists, now seems an unspoken irony. For contemporary Australians, the very name stands as a symbol of colonial appropriation. In Australia’s name lies a perennial legacy of race, colonisation and Europe’s Enlightenment.'  (Introduction)

The Fat Bitch in Art, Eloise Grills , single work prose
Author's note: This essay contains loving recreations and responses to artists' works. You can locate through the bibliography. I am indebted to the creativity, spirit and bravery of these people.
Bloody Undies, Hannah Preston , single work essay
Seven Layers of Sleep, Sharryn Ryan , single work essay

'John Dunne, husband of American writer Joan Didion, died suddenly one night at their dinner table. Didion was struck by a grief so overwhelming it left her winded and struggling. Not only was her husband gone, her work colleague, collaborator and daily confidant had disappeared in a moment. The silence of his absence gave way to strange thoughts and preoccupations for Didion. Famously, she believed that she could not give away her husband’s clothing and shoes as he would need them when he came back.'  (Introduction)

Looking for Alibrandi : The Forgotten Archived Stories, single work essay
Unhappiness and Related Fields, Martin Langford , single work review
— Review of Trigger Warning Maria Takolander , 2021 selected work poetry ; Cities Petra White , 2021 selected work poetry ; An Academic’s Tour of Hell Peter Kirkpatrick , 2021 selected work poetry ; Take Care Eunice Andrada , 2021 selected work poetry ; Sydney Spleen Toby Fitch , 2021 selected work poetry ;
The Child in Me, Na'ama Carlin , single work autobiography
On Grieving the Blue of the Sky, Gemma Carey , single work autobiography
A Steady Gamble, Alice Bishop , single work autobiography
Relaxation Techniques at the Adelphi Hotel, Dominic Gordon , single work autobiography
The Firm, Anna Terney , single work
Exposure, Alexander Wells , single work

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