Tasmanian Times
Poetry & Short Stories
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Ships in the night
She was drinking Bombay gin And he shiraz His eye was fixed on the girl Across the room Breasts flowing From a...
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We Are The Boghemians
We Are The Boghemians For Greg, Mel, Randall, the Syntoxicants and anyone who feels an affinity… We are the world weary whirlwind...
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Three corners to a square
Come and meet a smiling stranger Down a highway of laughter Ears ringing with surprises No forced decisions My favorite colour is...
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Poems!
Hi Everyone, Anastomoo now features poems by R.A. Allen, Duncan Hose and Adam Moorad. www.anastomoo.com Merry Christmas! Jesse Shipway
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Tullah
A vase of rhododendrons on the table transparent torn silk in winter light. A waterfall of branched blooms outside the window drenched...
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ANTARCTICA
the water’s all locked up you see forests gave way long ago to glaciers icebergs frozen scree rising tide of breathless snow...
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Tasmania
When treeless mud slides into the sea, Wiser Timber Industry rulers will be Retired to shady acres in the sun, Their executors...
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Against the Darkness
City brilliance overflows in a stream of traffic through the evening suburbs. Deep in the silent river, stars sparkle sharp as ice....
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Oh keyboard, I am your slave
Oh keyboard, I am your slave. but unknown faces hide between your keys afraid to do their own dirty work. afraid or...
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Piece of the Action
Politicians make decisions that cause collisions that’s for sure and they’re hell bent and they won’t relent from sending kids off to...
