Take two: Thirty Australian Poets, ed Felicity Plunkett

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Glancing round my swag of books, I picked this off a shelf in the studio. It made a refreshing change, especially so because I’d not read much poetry in recent months. The relocation had contributed to this dry spell but it was also probably due to personal reasons. Reading other poets’ work enabled me to reengage with the medium, and I felt light-headed on the bus into town on the day I started reading. The quality of the book is very mixed, and I couldn’t say, on the whole, that there was no reason why any of the poets whose work I read should’ve been excluded from the collection, though I still enjoyed myself spending time with it.