Karibu Cousin

Goodbye long dry

arid iris in big sky

blue eye

my heart and I

no longer

Gondwana but

wander westward

nearer

Tanzania

karibu cousin!

Your eyes mirror

the smiles we left behind

Tutaonana kaskazi

Jangwa jicho katika kikubwa anga

bluu jicho

mimi nawangu moyo

tunaacha

kutanga Gondwana

lakini magharibi

karibu na

Tanzania

welcome Binamu!

Jicho vyenu

ziko vioo

badala ya

vicheko

tunaacha  

Cannibal Kittens and Dubious Mothers presents -

What-for tenettabaum? Avuncular! 
Friday 26 November the Front Cafe and Gallery

Who comes up with these names?

Instead of the final traverse poetry slam (the front slam) of the year there is to be a spoken word showcase.
with 13 of the usual gang of idiots finest* spoken word performers in canberra.

The night kicks off at 8pm and runs late with Jason Recliner playing after the hullabulloo quietens down.

My set starts at 8:45 with the theme "you can not perform that in garema place, Joshua"

There will be a merchandising table with copies of Heavy Selfish Verbs on sale for 2 dollars.
If you dont want to purcahse a copy of the zine will be on the table for you to write your name and phone number on it.

Performing Tonight - Mindscapes Festival

Performing tonight at Garema Place for the Mindscapes Festival.


The festival kicks off at 16:00,  runs through to 22:00

My 15 of fame begins at 17:15

Be there!

Zine Launch!

Today!

My Zine "Heavy Selfish Verbs"  is released today at the Mindscapes Festival, in Garema Place Civic, available from the merchandizing table.

Zines are only $2.00 and due to the mass hysteria surrounding them (hysteria is, at this stage, only suspected of occurring) you better get in quick and purchase one - or better yet, buy all of them at two dollars a pop and scalp them to the hordes of ravening teenage fans for four dollars or a quick gobby out back.

of Deserts and Dingoes

Earlier this year my girlfriend and I
rage quit our jobs
packed a car with a tent and a box of cider.
we drove westerward
the desert spread itself before us
a ginger cat in front of the fire
pinking us with its vermillion reflection
igniting the love between us so all those we left behind
could only see out smoke.

The rolling silver wok of the astra
spat out the hot ribbon
of eaten bitumen miles
Four wheels, four doors
four cylinders and the two of us
and a road that stretched forever
towards the Never Never.

on either side the endless desert
bounded only by the shimmer and the sky
one could easily get lost out here
disappear into the dreaming
the desert monotony of
desert desert tree
desert desert tree
desert desert desert

OFFICER! OFFICER!
A dingo ate my girlfriend
A dingo ate my girlfriend
A dingo (with a sledgehammer)
A dingo with a sledgehammer ate my girlfriend
Cut her up and cooked her on the cooling engine hood
A dingo ate my girlfriend
I'm like what the fuck??

so I tried some myself.

Neologos of the neo-aeon

Trangerine - a peach nail polish colour favoured by transgender strippers.

Act Poetry Slam Finals

Friday the 12th of November Saw the ACT POETRY SLAM FINALS
held at SMITH'S BOOKSTORE.

With the 2 highest scorers going through to the Nation Poetry Slam (held in Sydney in December) the small free space was a swarming mass of poetry fans, poets and poet's family members all eager to see who would win entry into the national slam (and the continental breakfast)

My poem "Of Deserts and Dingoes" seemed to be divisive amongst the judges and received an even spread of good and bad scores.
The night belonged to Raphael and to CJ, with excellent reception from the audience.
CJ's poem on the real Canberra, although finishing second, deserves special mention, as running as the third poet on the night, he was able to overcome the score-creep that mars all poetry slams.

RiotACT have recorded the performances and up loaded them to youtube

Poembombing the national gallery

At the National Gallery of Australia I left a Poembomb on the wall of the childrens gallery for the exhibition "life death and magic, the 2000 years of art in south east asia".

The exhibit had many relics that have been removed from tombs that now 'belong' to galleries the world over.


Where now do your bones lie
That once with honour laid?
Your coffin is empty
And in our gallery displayed

Neologos of the new the aeon

The word: Extrademential Travel

Meaning:
1) A trip the olds take and they realize half way they cant remember where they are going, or where they coming from. See also Ditch-Bed and Roadside grave
2)  A granny-bus for weekend trips, often to Canberra for Floriade, but possibly anywhere to buy souvenir spoons and complain about the plastic wrapped sandwiches not being quarter-cut.

Review of Melbourne's Overload Poetry Festival

I give it a Null score......

while present in Melbourne I attended the following

Dracula's Cabaret
West Side Story
the ACMI  Tim Burton exhibition
and the Stadel Museum's European Masters exhibition at the NGV

and completely couldnt be bothered attending any of the poetry festival's events.

however

Dracula's Cabaret:  very very fun. kitsch as. best enjoyed drunk. if it can be enjoyed sober, I'll never know.

West Side Story: Meh. The songs did not move me in a way I thought they should, the characters  = beige to grey. i didn't care when the 3 main characters died, and thought the gang rape was completely ignored and brushed aside with an "ohhh, you kids will never learn".

Tim Burton Exhibition: something for Tim Burton fanboys and Fangirls to rub one out over. The line was overlong, exhibition was overpriced and overcrowded, the walls were teeming with pictures that all looked so similar you started to suspect the shuffling line of wall-gazing greasy-gelled-hair fan-zombies had started to loop back on themselves. vaguely interesting for the first wall, with diminishing returns as you venture farther into the exhibit

Stadel Museum's European Masters: full of masters, light on masterpieces. Still worthwhile though. Especially seeing the change in  Max Beckmann's painting before and after the great war.

neologos of the new eon

Inmanuity

The family way of solving problems.
Its not necessarily the right or wrong way, but its close to the MAX POWER way.

Briefly Appearing in Melbourne Overload Festival

Look out at Lentil As Anything last chance slam at the melbourne overload poetry festival.
will i rock out something new?
will i go with tried and true?
dare i rock out: human caviar...

sorry thats not as impressive as i'd like.....
dare i rock out:
HUMAN CAVIAR

and get booed off stage as per the Nonerotic Erotica at the 2009 THIS IS NOT ART festival, and possibly black listed?

I think we know the answer to this.

Neologos of the New Eon

Today's new word

Industrimental:
Portmanteau of industrial and instrumental
origin: listening to Nine Inch Nails Ghosts I-V. 

Drunken Work Poem

sidewards dagger look




Your eyes are sabers

Bright white sabers

I'm not hear what you say cause

I left my sober at home.

Project news!

Exciting news!

Heavy Selfish Verbs, A zine containing 15 of my poems has been passed onto Canberra based visual artist Paul Summerfield (www.ageofwonder.org) for art works and illustrations (aiming for a release during the Mindscapes Festival, 20th November)

Three Stone Markers has been sent to graphic artist Alexander Whitelaw who will transmogrify it through his wizardry from a play into a graphic novel.

A brief Introduction before poetry

hi

:( for the electric writers of today!
digital notes on laptops and blackberries -
Lament the quill in tinctured tears!
ashes and sackcloth for parchment and foolscap -
ars poetica is dead!
A threnody for the poets crouched around computers in coffee shops!
Pipe your eyes for the hawkish few sleeping beneath a conservative kerchief!
Weep! Weep for poets past who lived the art
drinking wine and drenched in cunt

First post. Better make it a good one.

you.