Vale Moya Costello
Rochford Street Review was shocked and saddened to learn of the death of writer, editor, academic and wine critic Moya Costello.
A Journal of Australian & International Cultural Reviews, News and Criticism.
Rochford Street Review was shocked and saddened to learn of the death of writer, editor, academic and wine critic Moya Costello.
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The Tasmanian Poetry Festival was founded in 1985 by poet and activist Tim Thorne. Thorne’s contribution to poetry in Tasmania and beyond is remembered each year by the awarding of the Tim Thorne Poetry Prize,
Kate Newmann is an Irish poet. She read at the 25th Medellin International Poetry Festival, Colombia, and at the Himalayan Echoes Festival in Nainital, India. She has been involved in many projects, including creative writing with student teachers at a summer camp in Vyborg, Russia, and with the Chickasaw Nation, Oklahoma, USA. She has published five collections of poetry.
With her first collection, The Blind Woman in the Blue House, Kate Newmann made her presence felt in Irish poetry. Since then she is a commanding voice, a poet who writes about the tumults of the human heart with a frankness and a tenderness that I value
The Nightmare Sequence is a profound and deeply moving act of truth-telling created by poet Omar Sakr and artist Safdar Ahmed. It is bravely published by University of Queensland Press, in an almost unprecedented period of censorship in Australia’s artistic and literary scene.
Parallax is not an easy read, and demands re-reading, which is perhaps its intention. Morgan explores and upends common dichotomies which, to the reader, are inherently familiar: chaos/ order, sanity/i nsanity, religion/science and freedom/ captivity.
I met Anne Elvey quite a few yonks ago at a soup and haiku night Myron Lysenko hosted when he was living in Brunswick, before he did the tree change thing and relocated to Woodend. I had taken my knitting in case it was boring, but then Anne arrived and sat on the couch next to me