FROM THIS ISSUE...
“From earliest childhood, I was almost always conscious of a strong, sometimes frightening, sometimes deeply reassuring current of sheer meaning in things and people, a pressure of significance that only rarely carried over into what people commonly said. The world was resonant and radiant with meanings and, knowing this, how could I speak as if none of it mattered, or leave it out the way people seemed to do?”
— Les Murray, quoted in John Whitworth’s essay, “The Quality of Les”
Sex is a Nazi. The students all knew
this at your school. To it, everyone’s subhuman
for parts of their lives. Some are all their lives.
You’ll be one of those if these things worry you....
— from “Rock Music” by Les Murray
...Why not believe the universe
is what we’ve dreamed, a single
chord in an eternal symphony,
a trembling infinity of strings.
In silent winter woods, who
has not heard the humming
at the heart of everything?
— from “The Landscape from Here” by
A penny saved is useless.
A stitch in time looks shabby.
If life deals you lemons, they’re juiceless.
The early bird is crabby...
— from “Practical Poverbs”
by Susan McLean
She mimes the unimaginable cry:
a splintered thing which shipwrecks in the throat;
a stranded vocal, starting high and dry,
then unsustainable; a sunken note....
— from “At Sea” by
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