Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Rainy day ripples into green covered brooks. Erasure poems weave a dark feathered tale. A dead ibis cries her last story path –crossing a road –danger retraced. Rainy day ripples her life erased. (c) June Perkins.
Magic Fish Dreaming at the Big Draw
It was a brilliant weekend reading some of the work from Magic Fish Dreaming, at the Big Draw, at the State Library. This marked the first public appearance where Helene and I shared samples of the book. Heidi, our designer, worked on three pages especially for this event. Perched comfortably in a super red storyContinue reading “Magic Fish Dreaming at the Big Draw”
Launch Posters
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How to Be a Poet and Why not to be a Poet
The last time I was in this lecture theatre was for the launch of Lani Wendt Young’s latest book with the Pacific Community of Brisbane. Today I am at a partnership event between the Queensland Poetry Festival and QUT, where they are hosting the poet, Jeet Thayil. It’s a free public lecture, but there areContinue reading “How to Be a Poet and Why not to be a Poet”
Shelter
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
My cocoon of glow wormed light swaddles me as if first born, so quiet, it’s full of heart beats, and it lights my way to safety within its cold cave walls. Those outside can’t see it because the grass haired roof would confuse them. It is camouflaged and the oasis of…
June Paisa Perkins 