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An extract from Chapter 3 of my book ' SUNG, A Ghost story '. This extract looks at both WEH Stanner's concept of Everywhen, and Mircia...

Norman Lindsay is a very Australian treasure. He was also, as this article argues, a Blakean - and the two men would have made good friends

I am hid, He said While his wax paints Bright copper And Acid bite Manifest Something only known Within the sands Of Infinite Epiphany

An Australian beach averaging 3.6 km long, 50m wide and 1m deep would be made up of approximately 1.44 quadrillion grains of sand.

The land IS A map Inside our incandescent All, It turns Lava red, Ethereal blue, In steady comprehension, A thought Rippling In the...

Time marks the changes Of what you can’t Forget, There’s purity in innocence Yet much more in Regret. blakean poem

I had to accept That for me, Somehow, Within this turning world Spinning its wide orbit around the sun, Time had simply stopped When she...