States of Poetry Victoria
For Marianne J Boruch and David Dunlap
We walk past the ruined past
pasted to the Academy’s cloister walls,
past broken Latin stones’ fracture ...
States of Poetry 2016 - Victoria | 'What we have been told' by Kevin Brophy
When it was nearly still acceptable
to nip the shoulder of the pleasant boy
sitting cross-legged in front of you
(leaning back and pulling the royal blue
wool of his jersey with loose teeth)
I had an elastic idea, which stretched
through the next twenty-five years. Senior
primary school's kingdom of fully grown
flax bushes and adult-sized toilets,
We are following a track that loops
around a lake impaled with trees,
a pinned-down habitat for platypuses
I would like to see, so try to walk
silently until a shadow across the sun-
dried turf in front of me blushes
curls and slides down a bank.
I stop, tell you what I've seen, smile
at the luck. You jump onto a log.
For the rest of the wal ...
States of Poetry 2016 - Victoria | 'C.O.U.N.T.R.Y' by Michael Farrell
You feel this way, kind of free when you lie down
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States of Poetry 2016 - Victoria | 'Fancy' by Michael Farrell
I was riding a shark through Cork, just for the exercise of course
It might seem quaint but rather it was
Gorgeous, like an early morning courtyard
Imagine the dialogue. AC/DC confronts shark
shark repeats
shadow prime minister's
Gaffe
You guys are the white Australian Uluru. Fancy, say ...