New Poets 21

Proud to have been part of the launch of Friendly Street's New Poets 21 collection last night, in company with Tarla Ritchie and Mark Kramer. If you'd like to buy a copy, they're a bit old school on payments and there are no e-book versions available but we'd all be pleased if you could see … Continue reading New Poets 21

What’s a metaphor you, alphabetically speaking?

You're like: Abseiling (if you could teach an abalone to seil) Busking in Brunswick with a balalaika, Cats who only eat Dine, Dancing (strictly no ballroom), Ease (only accomplished without practice) Fencing without a face mask, G, but with no strings attached, Honesty (often unseemly and embarrassing), Intelligence (seldom found disappearing up itself), Joy (beware … Continue reading What’s a metaphor you, alphabetically speaking?

A magnetic personality

Your healing, random, magnetic, barely understood, as you intend. Home to refugees, your face reaches in and palpates (like a surgeon) that fluttering life muscle behind their eyes, and leaves them anaesthetised with wisdom. As your moon-tides wax and wane, these words, the iron filings of my own secret armour, cling to your magnet eyes … Continue reading A magnetic personality

Zen and the Art of Personal Maintenance – 10 Meditations

1.  If all the world's a stage,      be the one hand clapping. 2.  Like baubles across a bassinet      the past invites endless play. 3.  Your future is in the distance      between this breath and the next. 4.  Every day is your birth-day;      give yourself a present. 5.  Never let your right … Continue reading Zen and the Art of Personal Maintenance – 10 Meditations

Will I still be with you in the City of Dreaming Spires?

When, in languid times, you reach into your mind for companions intemperate to share the fruits of summer succulence, will my face float into view and hover (ever the tantalising gadfly) or will it stay Titanically submerged under the wet weight of wavers-not-drowners? In the mythical winters of the sheepish plains, when even marrow moves … Continue reading Will I still be with you in the City of Dreaming Spires?