Ahhhh, my first (proper) entry of the year ^_________^v And what better way to kick off with a poem? Yes, this really has nothing to do with 19thC Lit but it's early days yet... =D

A world with no You...

Stop, listen, watch
something stirs beyond
this world we know
what we see,
what we feel.
A figment of imagination?

Hear, look, taste,
something's ( Read more... )

I LOVE DAVID MALOUF!!

Well... not really, just saying... But seriously, that man knows his stuff. And now a little composition inspired by "The Conversations at Curlow Creek".

You talk, I talk, but no words come out
We're speaking, to each other as if no one can hear us.
But it's true, they can't
They wont, they never will.
What we speak is not of ( Read more... )

( Conversations and humanness... )

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Drama, drama, and more drama...

This was supposed to be a poem. It turned out to be a short story somewhat. This kinda came out as a reaction to finally getting halfway through "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde. And, as unrelated to Aust. Lit. as this book may be, it inspired me to write about something with hidden meanings, ambiguous even, much like Judith Wright (I ( Read more... )

( Que? )

( Insert witty line here )

( The Art of Killing... )

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