Issue Details: First known date: 1998... 1998 Neither Here Nor There: Suburban Voices in Australian Poetry
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But Why Am I Telling You This? You Are Not Even Here : Against Defining the Suburb Alex Griffin , 2018 single work criticism
— Appears in: Cordite Poetry Review , 1 February no. 84 2018;

'When I was 17 and finishing my high school exams the petrol station around the corner from our house exploded. I didn’t hear it but my twin brother did: he jingled the keys and we drove in his Subaru ute to check out the damage. The smoke came into view as we passed over the train line by the Bunnings on Albany Highway – the sky a bleached October blue, the kind that drains the colour from the world and makes the grass slump yellow, as if the earth was giving up for the season.' (Introduction)

Australian Poetry : Reflections on Nature, Space and Identity Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2010 single work criticism
— Appears in: Explorations In Australian Poetry 2010; (p. 1-40)
Jayne Fenton Keane's essay presents an overview of the many treatments of nature rendered by a host of contemporary Australian poets. (v)
Australian Poetry : Reflections on Nature, Space and Identity Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2010 single work criticism
— Appears in: Explorations In Australian Poetry 2010; (p. 1-40)
Jayne Fenton Keane's essay presents an overview of the many treatments of nature rendered by a host of contemporary Australian poets. (v)
But Why Am I Telling You This? You Are Not Even Here : Against Defining the Suburb Alex Griffin , 2018 single work criticism
— Appears in: Cordite Poetry Review , 1 February no. 84 2018;

'When I was 17 and finishing my high school exams the petrol station around the corner from our house exploded. I didn’t hear it but my twin brother did: he jingled the keys and we drove in his Subaru ute to check out the damage. The smoke came into view as we passed over the train line by the Bunnings on Albany Highway – the sky a bleached October blue, the kind that drains the colour from the world and makes the grass slump yellow, as if the earth was giving up for the season.' (Introduction)

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