Introduction to Michael Farrell (Part 1) [by Thomas Moody]

Michael Farrell is one of Australian poetry’s great experimenters. Over his eight collections to date he has pushed at the limits of form, structure, syntax and more to interrogate, and indeed reshape, what “Australian poetry” actually means, particularly in its post-colonial paradigm. His seminal critical work Writing Australian Unsettlement: Modes of Poetic Invention 1796 – 1945 expanded on this project, and further established him as among the nation’s most adventurous and original intellects, along with being one of its foremost poets. 

 

Michael Farrell

 

“proust aboard a doomed corvette” is taken from Farrell’s second collection ode ode (2002), a collection marked by a talent for hyper-paced parataxis, reminiscent of Dean Young. Farrell’s early poems are laced with pop-culture and literary references, wit, irony and pathos. The imagery is surreal and their associations surprising, but they always remain rooted to an emotional truth, so that in Farrell’s poetry we are able to identify both the fractured external world around us and our equally incongruous internal lives.

 

proust aboard a doomed corvette

the blue car was too slow marcel

insisted this was a virtue so we

toured the galleries gave cats lifts

painted bodies as we passed there

were some whose souls we entered

briefly & saddened like weevils

in an opened cheese remained

illdisposed to heroics haircutting

ate nothing so this is the moon

marcel remarked gloomily the life

forms are disappointing i dont

understand what god was getting at

leave god out of it i said

annoyed at last by his trilby

twitching watch the road baron

he replied there arent any moon

roads anyway i thought you

were driving out of petrol time

to abandon vessel lay low hope

a cattle farmer comes along we

can steal his wife horizon his

bitter expressions well the first

figure to come along was an army

deserter we were too sentimental

to harm we lent him a cork

shelter a phone that remembered

princes number ned kelly shrieked

mp we continued without holdups

 

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Author: Thomas Moody

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