Authentic Local

Pam brown's poetry attends to the soundbites and transitoriness of contemporary australian life.

Her dazzling wordplay gives us glistening souvenirs of overblown politik-speak, uncontrolled western consumption, and the daze of the habitual and housetrained.

Rather than timeshare the modernist experiment, brown moves beyond its heroics and fashions a commentary that is understated, down to earth, and unsettling.

While questioning its own title, what remains marvelled at in authentic local is the colloquial and its uncanniness, the utopic har-bour glimpse of a home language.