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The Wear of My Face
Year
2021
Language
ENGLISH
Publication Information
Spinifex Press
Summary
The sun is our closest star just average a middle-aged dwarf past its prime but still a few billion years to go and fierce is its heat It's domains: interior surface atmospheres inner corona outer corona Did someone say Corona? The Wear of My Face is an assemblage of passing lives and landscapes, fractured worlds and realities. There is splintered text and image, memory and dream, newscast and conversation. Women wicker first light, old men make things that glow, poets are standing stones, frontlines merge with tourist lines. Lizz Murphy weaves these elements into the strangeness of suburbia, the intensity of waiting rooms, bush stillness, and hopes for a leap of faith as at times she leaves a poem as fragmented as a hectic day or a bombed street. What may sometimes seem like misdemeanors of the mind, to Lizz they are simply the distractions and disturbances of daily life somewhere. There is a rehomed greyhound, a breezy scientist, ancient malleefowl, beige union reps and people in all their conundrums. You might travel on a seagull's wing or wing through the aerosphere.