A couple of people have gently commented that I haven’t posted anything for a while, so I thought I’d give you something to keep you going. I’ve got a few things coming up – announcements about events for Poetry Day (August 23rd this year), the Canterbury Poets’ Collective readings (just got the funding – yay!) …
Dispatches from the latest poetry class
Having loads of fun with this latest class. We’ve got a really good group, with roughly half of them being people I’ve not taught before. Which can be quite nerve-wracking to begin with – you’re never quite sure what will and what won’t work, whether there will be personality clashes, or whether the differences in …
The Ministry of Sorrow
Build it of stone, of brick, of twisted metal. Build it of shattering masonry. Build it of glass. Build it of cards of condolence. Build it of tears. Build it of lives, of lies, of lying alone with the stone of absence filling your belly. Build it of stars. Build it of asphalt. Build it …
Anzac Day
All our fathers and uncles going off to war like going down to the pub. Whirled away like paper dolls painstakingly cut from khaki by little girls, confetti men tumbling into rice paddies, into names like Kokoda and Nui Dat. See them scatter into the twigs into the puddles, the rivers into the villages folding …
And so the year begins (… better late than never)
Hooray, I’ve just written my first poem for the year! (Yes, I know it’s February already – return your gaze to the post title for a moment. See? I realise it may seem as though I create the titles first and then organise my life – or at least my posting schedule – to follow …
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A Dark Feathered Art 