Swords by James Roome Richard Meier the corpses of bookworm swill

the corpses of bookworm swill

Australian Book Review

alongside new work reflecting and developing earlier themes of the lives of women

Laura published their first book

these poems pull on the 'tidy hem' of responsible existence

Swords by James Roome Richard Meier the corpses of bookworm swillA woman sits alone in an office waiting room. She inhales, deeply. She can smell herself. So begins a surrealist odyssey that takes in blue mountains and giant duvets, prosthetic limbs and oranges, cannibalism and active wear, before ending in a gym. Swords is a narrative about the absurdity of rationality, the attempt to impose order on chaos, the gradual decay of selfhood in a world without MEANING. But, mostly, it is the story of a gradual stumble