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'On 23 April 1979, Blair Peach, a teacher from New Zealand, was killed by a blow to the head delivered by an officer of the Metropolitan Police Force Special Patrol Group (SPG). He had been demonstrating against a meeting to be held by the Nazi National Front (NF) in Southall, West London.
'Peach did not set out to be a martyr. He did not set out to die. His acting in solidarity with the community under attack that day was probably, had it not been for his death, as unremarkable as his less recollected actions, such as spending nights on the cold, wet street corners of Brick Lane to prevent the NF from holding paper sales. Yet the tragedy of his death, compounded by the ensuing miscarriage of justice, has been remembered as a galvanising moment of anti-racism in the UK, and has inspired a number of poetic works, including Linton Kwesi Johnson’s ‘Reggae fi Peach’, Bhanu Kapil’s Ban en banlieue, and Chris Searle’s edited collection One for Blair. In the early 1980s a Southall primary school was named after Peach. A touching tribute. Naming is touching. To name is to touch.' ( Lucy Van, Ling Toong and George Mouratidis, Editorial introduction)
Notes
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Only literary material within AustLit's scope individually indexed. Other material in this issue includes:
Homecoming | Beside | Eclipse: poems from Diana Khoi Nguyen
6 Dimitris Troaditis Translations by George Mouratidis
5 Self-translations by Albena Todorova
6 Nora Iuga Translations by Diana Manole and Adam Sorkin‘To map the language I write in’: Jo Langdon Interviews Albena Todorova
If/Shall By M. NourbeSe Philip
CURB 2 By Divya Victor
Kōrerorero / the say-so By Maraea Rakuraku
Fitting By Anne Carly Abad
A Wound Has No Direction By Kevin Dyer
Floating point By Chris Holdaway Seeing Eyes By Nii Ayikwei Parkes
Seeing Eyes By Nii Ayikwei Parkes
Waiting for the Militants By Kynpham Sing Nongkynrih
City of Bones By Ajibola Tolase
One Last Gin And Tonic At La Hacienda By Alessio Zanelli
Antonio Gramsci By Rebecca Ruth Gould
A Study of Cowardice By Alfonso Manalastas
What I remember most of all By Nick Visconti
No one Doesn’t Love You Like I Do By Charlotte Simmonds
mincemeat By R C deWinter
Wake, [Anon] By Sophia Terazawa
Revolution or Catastrophe By Stephen Collis
you have built By Mingji Liu
Oral History of a Joke By Samuel Lee
lamentations with the list of the abiku stillborn’s demands By O-Jeremiah Agbaakin
In the Field Someone Labels Bodies Discovered By Thomas Leonard Shaw
Sweetness By Corin Arenas
The Poet and the Pig By Hedgie Choi and Moon Bo Young
Memories of a Revolution By Jennifer Mackenzie
Spherical Aberration, One By Jason Han Chong Wee
Contents
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Australian Marginalia : Encounters with Australia in Raymond Roussel, John Ashbery and Georges Perec,
single work
criticism
'The ‘Raymond’ who sends his tender thoughts is Raymond Roussel, the French poet, playwright and novelist. And ‘little Charlotte’ is Charlotte Dufrène, Roussel’s housekeeper and closest friend (after his mother, Mme. Marguerite Roussel, who had died some years before the postcard was penned). Based on the colour photograph, ‘showing a street of an extremely modern town, with fine buildings and a tramline’, Roussel’s biographer François Caradec has imagined that his hotel room overlooked Collins Street, its northern windows faced away from Melbourne’s city centre (Caradec 175). Yet this is a double fabrication, not only because little was known about the poet’s visit to Australia in 1920 – where he went, where he stayed, what he saw – but also because the postcard itself exists only in reproduction, described and transcribed by the writer and ethnographer Michel Leiris, with Dufrène’s permission, in an essay titled ‘Le Voyageur et son Ombre’ (‘The Wanderer and His Shadow’) published in 1935, two years after Roussel’s death.' (Introduction)
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Phantasmagorically Noh : The Blindness and Rage of Brian Castro Deconstructed,
single work
criticism
'The blindness presented here is metaphorical, if not phantasmagorical, for Castro calls his verse novel a ‘Phantasmagoria […] in thirty-four cantos’. For me, actual blindness in Paris is a curse. That said, the beauty of Paris belies the misery and grief of war, colonialism and slavery.' (Introduction)
- Mosaically Speaking : Pieces of Lionel Fogarty’s Poetics, single work criticism
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System as Sociopath : Poetics, Politics and Nursing in a Letter from the States,
single work
prose
'Christmas Eve on the unit. The nurses’ station is in the middle of a long corridor, consisting of a low counter about ten feet long. A couple of psychiatric nurses are seated at laptops on wheeled stands, looking through medication orders, writing notes. A psych tech does rounds, checking each of the 22 single rooms every 15 minutes with a flashlight to the ground and signing their initials on a sheet to indicate that the patient is in their room and either awake or asleep. Many are awake.' (Introduction)
- Poutchensingi"Uppi break our tongues Uppi find holes in our ears sink as you tell us to kneel", single work poetry
- November Raini"Rabbits line the railway crouching", single work poetry
- Eat Pray Livei"I pretend to be a man so I take all the rice", single work poetry
- Abandon Reasoni"Cut a bitch.", single work poetry
- Perhapsi"My coming from his", single work poetry
- January Monday 19th 2009 (Filmed in Interior Scenes)i"White stilettos walk into Miami", single work poetry
- Baby Teethi"They fell into a ditch", single work poetry
- ‘Beware! This Is Not a Real Biography!’ : Ali Alizadeh Interviews Jessica L Wilkinson, Ali Alizadeh (interviewer), single work interview
- A Response to Linton Kwesi Johnson’s Calli"Ev’ry", single work poetry
- On Blood and Handprintsi"We talk about blood –", single work poetry
- Shanker Hotel, New Delhi, 1991i"It’s not always the same man knocking", single work poetry
- For Cops Who Stalk Children on Houso Estatesi"dear mister cop,", single work poetry
- Awaiting the Death Sentence, Alone in the Pavilion of Lost Swans, the Emperor Plays Mozart’s Piano Concerto No. 20 in D Minori"Extending from sleeves of pure gold", single work poetry
- Letter to Blair from Homei"Brother, when the raven came for me", single work poetry
- Sweet New-season Dudsi"writs in warrants out. same again. you understand our position by moving your finger in", single work poetry
- Those Days in the Dirti"The sound of a power saw soothes me", single work poetry