On revenge
“All visible objects, man, are but as pasteboard masks. But in each event – in the…
Forgetting Foucault
Over recent weeks I have chanced upon a few biographical articles on Michel Foucault. One was…
Self-portrait in a time of hunger
“The storm of progress now threatens to burn the remaining archives of human memory. In an…
Sorrow
“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and…
Poem: Nouriel’s Shoes
The following poem is from my Burning Archive collection. It had its origins in a strategic…
From flashbacks to testimony – reflections on the Royal Commission into Institutional Responses to Childhood Sexual Abuse
In September last year I delivered a paper to a conference sponsored by a major research…
Commuting fragments
My ride is half an hour Beside me, left and right, Private conversations Blown to the…
Why is alcohol policy difficult?
About 10 years ago I took a job running an alcohol and drug policy unit in…
Sponges, metamorphoses and psyche
After a morning during which I searched my ravaged memory for the concealed door to my…
Strange salt
All I’ve suffered, and all the suffering I’ve caused, might have arisen from the lack of…