Joanna Preston: Tasmanaut Poet
The city and the city I lost two cities, lovely ones …                     – Elizabeth Bishop The city I love, the city has fallen,brought to its knees amid wreckage and mud.Across the four avenues sirens are calling. …
I had a really amazing experience yesterday morning. Bright and early (6.30 am) I turned my computer on, clicked on a link, and sat down to talk to a group of students from the Crawford International School in Nairobi about The Pride of Lions. Let me go back a bit. A couple of years ago …
What a superb way to start the writing year! Having been entreated to do so for quite a few years now, I bit the bullet late last year and organised a writing retreat/workshop, which took place over the weekend just past. I had no idea how it would go – I tend to fret about …
I’ve invented a new form! At least, I’ve come up with a set of writing constraints that amused me, and look vaguely form-ish. For reasons that will (hopefully?) become apparent, I’ve called it the decima. As far as I can find, it isn’t already a word for anything else, and sounds vaguely right. [Edit: I have …
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A Dark Feathered Art 