Joanna Preston: Tasmanaut Poet
Here we are at the beginning of the second third of the year. And I had such plans! I was going to have the manuscript of book #3 ready to go out to my readers (err, another month? Or maybe two?), I was going to have all my teaching for 2026 booked and ready (umm…), …
Welcome Joanna, it’s been a while since we last spoke. Yes indeedy. Cripes, is it … ten years?! Actually I think it’s longer than that. Really? Really. It was April 2014. And that’s longer than ten years ago? It is. It was twelve years ago. Crikey! At the time you had just signed on to …
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I’ve been going to post this for a while, but as I’m currently sitting at the table at my mum's place on the edge of Bass Strait, it feels like the appropriate time. All three of the poems I completed last year (and probably a similar number this year, dammit) were PoMFa poems (the Portrait …
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This year, half gone, has worn heavy. A sickness plagued the cattle,and many were lost. A blighthas afflicted the crops –the ears of grain grow sticky and dark and will not ripen. What we have to share, we give, but so many are hungry.When the king left, Father Higbald stripped the hangings and plate from …
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This is a post I was going to … um, post … quite a while ago, but then life overtook me. And then (metaphorically) ran me off the road, and I’ve been trudging my way back to (metaphorical/mental/temporal) civilisation ever since. It comes from discussions with my students about what it means to be a …
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A Dark Feathered Art 