Canberra Poetry Slam/ Launch of Triptych Poets Issue 2

Hosted by me, pesented by Blemish Books, held at the Front Gallery and Cafe in Lyneham, Featuring readings from Bronwen Manger, Stuart Cooke, Ouyang Yu,  Julian Fleetwood, Myself and You!  The poetry slam with feature prizes (cash and books). Open mike and slam sign up at 7:30.

You can purchase your copy of Triptych Poets: Issue Two at the slam for $15, and the good people of Blemish Books will give you a free copy of  the original issue of Triptych Poets.

Come! Compete! Comply!

The ACT Heats of the National Poetry Slam

I shall be competing in the national poetry slam heats for the ACT on friday night, 7:30 at the Front cafe and gallery in Lyneham.

Daily Telegraph - League Central

Good morning Christian.

I am a keen NRL (long suffering sharkie) fan and avid reader of the DT online.  Today's article on Billy was very good however I was irked with a cliche that has spread in footballing circles and appears in your article. The phrase "... has grown another leg this year" is incorrect, and has come from the phrase in reference to the Queenslanders in early State of Origin matches "... seem to grow another foot" this was in height, as opposed to an extra appendage.

The additional height would be seen to be an advantage, as the players become harder to tackle and much stronger (less likely to be coathangered) whereas in nature a superfluous leg is often a hindrance and life is mercifully short.

I have added two photos to better illustrate this.

Kind regards and Keep up the good work.



Neo-Logos of the New Aeon: Modern demonology

Pastramidamus: The pig devil of last nights raving, made from ham, with a crown of pepper and mustard seeds.Sees through time. Sees all.  Whispers in a voice of slough malice.

Salamidamus: almost non-descript pig demon brother of pastramidamus.

Gormon House Gatling G'zine Machine and Galleria,G'et Cetera

It's on again, this Saturday, Gormon House Markets. Get in and Get some Zines!

Gorman House Gatling G'Zine Machine and Galleria (Get Ctera) or the GHGG'ZMG(GTC)

Hello all.
New Zine Stall operating out of the Gorman House Markets called "Gorman House Gatling G'Zine Machine and Galleria (get cetera) or the GHGG'ZMG (GTC)" to coincide with the Ghost of Gorman House's Man Hatin' Matron Poetry Open Mike (GGHMHMPOM) every 2nd saturday of the month.

FAQ

How can i help in such a worthy endeavour?
well Ma'am you can help by providing 1-5 copies of your zine, and your sale price to me in the lead up to the zine stall

what if i know some other people who have a zine but am not on this list of email recipients? can i forward this information on to them without being in breach of some obscure law?
Yes, by all means... in fact, by not passing it on to five people you run the risk of your wish not coming true!

I dont make zines as my arms are flippers, i breathe through a hole in my head and i speak only in high pitched clicks, am i able to visit the stall and perhaps purchase some of your wares (or send land-minions to purchase zines on my behalf and bring them to me without breaching some obscure law)?
Yes, but only if your land-minions pay in earth dollars.

I'm a rabid revolutionary who creates pamphlets that espouse my socio-politico-religionary dogma, can i sell my pamphlets at your stall in the guise of zines?
I dont make the rules, i just doubt it will sell. Yes.

Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit!

A very well educated man once said to me "You stay away from my daughter!"

And if the daughter was Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit! then i did not pay him heed, for

Tomorrow night (18th of May) I am the feature poet at Canberra's Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit!

Held at the Phoenix Bar, East Row, Civic, 730 - late

Audience members who mention this blog will get a free slice of cheese.

Parting Shot

The door you closed

Behind your back

Your friend opened hers.

National Folk Festival

So the National Folk Festival was a cracking success!

Performing with the Tragic Troubadours, I poemed and theatred at the crowds of people lining up to get into the ever popular Majestic tent, home of the Canberra Fringe Festival. Most  members of the ambushed audience took kindly to words being flung at them. The Troubadours also performed a wildly successful play (penned by Bela) to a rowdy crowd of 400 headbanging gypsies between the sets of the Crooked Fiddle Band and Flap!.

I performed two blackboard sets at the Tantric Turtle chai tent (special mention to Lila, who endured 25 hours of silence designed to raise awareness of Invisible Children [African child soldiers].  Thanks for the chai and your words. Josh)

I also competed in the International Wear Pajamas Day edition of Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit! (also in the Majestic) where my poem "My breakfast served the Khmer Rouge" was fed to the massed philistines who ate it up but were left with an unsatisfying taste of pun in their mouth.

 

NeoLogos of the New Aeon

Morbese:
Portmanteau of morbidly obese, used to describe the next level of corpulence, specifically when the person described is too fat to fit on a page.

Backfrica from Africa

I have returned from 4 months in Africa, with a collection of poems being edited and rewritten.
these poems will form the basis of a new Zine project of mine called Desire Map: Anatomy of Infidelity.

also....

upcoming performances:

Competing in this month's Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit!, Phoenix Bar, East Row, Canberra City (April 20th)

Performing with the Tragic Troubadours at the Australian National Folk Festival (every day over Easter long weekend)

Feature poet for Bad! Slam! No! Biscuit! at the Phoenix Bar, third Wednesday of May

bus poem

Alight from my lips, dear kiss
where you so lightly laid;
I will not breathe a word of this
so leave with your fear allayed