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Going Down Swinging is one of Australia’s longest-running and most respected literary journals: publishing digital as well as print and audio anthologies since 1979 and producing sensational, sold-out live events.
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Everything from sound projects to spoken word, from past editions and new content commissioned for online publication.

Going Down Swinging is one of Australia’s longest-running and most respected literary journals: publishing digital as well as print and audio anthologies since 1979 and producing sensational, sold-out live events.
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Where fierce, fresh writing lives. Here you’ll find opinions, profiles, poetry, stories, reviews, treasures from our archives and food for the mind. All the things you need to go down swinging.

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Everything from sound projects to spoken word, from past editions and new content commissioned for online publication.

I Believe in Magic

It’s Christmas Eve, 2006. I’m in Newcastle, spending Christmas with my family. In Newcastle the air is cool even in summer and it feels rich with magic, the way...

How Digital Culture is Making You Someone Slightly Different

When I was 25, I began to suspect I wasn’t as smart as I’d been at 20. It was a few tiny things. Where a couple of repetitions had...

The Latest from The Rory Gilmore Reading Challenge:

Snow-White and Rose-Red by the Brothers Grimm

Interact

On the last day of Bot-tober, Adalya Nash Hussein brings us a piece to really interact with.

Disruption

by Sarah McConnell

Why Do You Write Poetry? – joanne burns

Adam Ford tracks down poets and asks them the most difficult of questions: ‘Why do you write poetry?’

A Small Boy

Finding the Words (Post-Birth)

Writer and past Going Down Swinging editor Jessica Friedmann reflects on birth, language, and the wavering world. I’ve lost words. Eighteen months ago I had them; neatly lined up...

On Rejection