I spoke a while back about my involvement with Bimblebox and Words for Birds. Julia Wakefield-Houghton has collected the bird poems composed and read by local writers as a series of Radio Adelaide mini- podcasts (each is only 3 minutes long.) A few of my poems are scattered through the collection: The Owl Speaks, starlings and Sparrow in an airport.

Have a listen – there’s an excellent diversity of voices and styles. Hear HERE!

The images on the Words for Birds banner are reproduced from handmade prints by Barbara Zietchick and Tina Moore, two of the artists in the ‘Winged Messengers’ print exchange which was exhibited at the Hahndorf Academy during the 2015 Adelaide Fringe Festival.

Apart from my last post this poor blog has been much neglected for almost six months. I’ve continued to write and publish but I’ve been distracted and obsessed by painful osteo-arthritis in my knees. This culminated in the total artificial replacement of my left knee six weeks ago. I’m hoping that the worst has passed! So over the next few months I’ll let anyone out there know about my recent literary output.(Or struggles. Or lack of output.)

Please feel free to comment so I know I’m not talking to myself.

Perhaps this is relevant: ‘my poetry blog‘ was published in the November 2014 edition of Red River Review (US.) The February edition had my friend David Adés – another longtime Friendly Street colleague – as Featured Poet.

my poetry blog.

every day fills me with wonder.

one wonder is why i do this.

i mean chronicling my day

cataloguing my emotions

enumerating my musings

is it any nobler than the facebook bore

who tells me he’s finished his coffee

and he’s off to go grocery shopping?

as if anyone cares.

as if anyone’s listening.

perhaps we should eliminate the details,

write minimalist poetry – revert to a synopsis

of narrative plot structure:

i was born.

one day I died.

in the interim

i did some

stuff.