With blossoms bursting out all over my plum trees and daffodils peeking up through the peastraw, it's time to pimp the Spring Poetry Classes. Two shorter classes this time round. First, a three week Formal Poetry class. We’ll be having a shameless wallow in the points and pleasures of historical forms, such as (but not …
Joanna Preston: Tasmanaut Poet
A Dark Feathered Art 