Carol Novack & Stefanie Bennett
Fairy Tale Feast
They stepped lightly about
Where a drift of incense
None came out.
Carol's publication credits - along with most of us in those days - were pretty thin. [In fact I was pestering her to send work to Martin Duwell for the Gargoyle Poets’ series & ended up as the ‘go between’. Carol was not as tough & sure of herself as many believed.
Hell, I got to see her most days; she lived just round the corner from me in Glebe, Sydney. Like Janis, ‘she hit the streets at noon!’ We'd share coffee & whatever we'd written & occasionally find an egg or two for breakfast. Back to where I began...]
Khasmik Quarterly magazine came into being in 1974 & extended into the Khasmik Poets' Series [I also began the Cochon Poets Series about 18 month's later & moved to north Queensland].
Carol Novack's poem “Fairy Tale Feast” was published in Khasmik Quarterly [Khasmik Enterprises] p 28-29, 1974/75. The 1st Edition was dedicated to Ken Slessor & opened with Ken's lines:
Time that is moved by little fidget wheels
Khasmik's editors: Margaret Mcmann & Stefanie Bennett.
‘The Novack’ & I had other things in common. My father was from the US [came out as a serviceman during ww2 & married my mother & had me in 1945] - Ohio - but I'd never been to the US (not then, any- way). I had lots of questions & Carol never tired of answering. We discussed my mixed family [2004 I think it was] & by then I'd been 'home' twice & got to stay at the rez in CT & the Plantation in Maine. But - back to where I was.
Here's a piece I wrote about 'those times & those poets including ‘The Novack’:
Then and Now
Those were the times, Nigel.
We'd perfected the art of buffoonery!
Was it enough; to play at being toughs?
—The Foundation for Australian Literary Studies & the poetry volume Woman of Straw by Stefanie Bennett 1996
No one lives here any more, so how
Yes, it's the Sabbath, and dare
For my taste. Wise up. The young
Punk berating parrot how Homeric
But, why not
Of the crime...
Ah! Mentoring is narcissism's
Only next time
—previously published in Famous Reporter - issue forty one 2010 & the poetry vol. Black Spring (Ginninderra Press, 2011)
Just as light dips its corona
Sighted, our eyes interlock.
(p.39 "Black Spring", Ginninderra Press)
I own too little; it's my defence.
For half a lifetime I talked
Don't call me 'Commie'.
I offer you this ever-new
(from a work-in-progress: "The Vanishing")
has published 18 books of poetry & one novel. Over 40 years she has acted as a publishing editor, tutored in The Institute of Modern Languages at James Cook University & worked with Arts Action for Peace. Of mixed ancestry [Italian/Irish/Paugussett-Shawnee] she was born in Townsville, Queensland, Australia. Her latest volume of poems, Black Spring was published by Ginninderra Press in 2011. She is currently completing another volume; The Vanishing.