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readings: sound and (sometimes) vision ...

This coming September I will be doing at least one, if not two, poetry readings here in Adelaide. The definite gig will be Tuesday, September 29th 2015, at the terrific on-going series of Lee Marvin readings curated by the indefatigable Ken Bolton at the Dark Horsey Bookshop, part of the AEAF in Adelaide's West End. I'll be sharing the stage with my colleague, Brian Castro, among others. As soon as I know details of the other reading, I'll post that. I'm also scheduled for a reading in Sydney in late November and I'll post details of that if and when they are firmed up. I used to do more readings. I've always liked doing them, especially in the company of other poets. I believe poems and poets need to be heard as well as read. Presumably because (a) I live in Adelaide not big smoke, (b) I am (ahem) not as young as I used to be, and (c) I don't hang around in gangs or coteries, I rarely get interstate gigs (even if I pony up with cash/FF for flights and can...

listen in

You can listen in to all good things at the latest i-outlaw . Cast of thousands (almost a dozen?) including Annie Finch, Aaron Belz, Emma Barnes, Andrew Burke, Jim Goar, Lisa Gordon, Lewis LaCook, Amanda Laughtland, Rebeka Lembo, Ashraf Osman. And little ol' moi.

disclaiming

Check out Andrew's hi-spirited disclaimer .

garden

86 South Winds jostle them- Bumblebees come- Hover- hesitate- Drink, and are gone- Butterflies pause On their passage Cashmere- I- softly plucking, Present them here! - Emily Dickinson Just a way of saying that there have been a number of butterflies in the garden recently. And also, amongst all the birds, the silvereyes again. Annette found half of one of their eggs on the ground. We want to assume that the little one hatched and that is why they are flitting round, teaching the child/ren well.

dipende

Literary Histories [Le storie letterarie] I have always been of the opinion that Shakespeare was a cooperative. That for his jests he always used charlatans like himself in genius but careless of everything else except money. Survival can't swallow too much. At times it digests a platoon, at others it distills a few syllables and throws a monument in the wastebasket. It reproduces like mushrooms, you might find a whole lot of them at once, and then you are empty-handed for a whole day, or a year or a century. It depends. Eugenio Montale (trans G. Singh)

angels and ovals

... this is a tough journey hussey enjoys vultures monitor attitude devour uncertainty angels appeal & grunt they have longevity and bowling brains bones ... Nick Whittock from "magnum ponting" What a magnificent match! Whosoever says cricket is boring does not know the way of the way, in all its reversals and dramas .

bees

1755 To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few. - Emily Dickinson

evanescence

1463 A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel- A Resonance of Emerald- A Rush of Cochineal- And every Blossom on the Bush Adjusts its tumbled Head- The mail from Tunis, probably, An easy Morning’s Ride- - Emily Dickinson