Dear Readers, here is a poem about my dog, Ama. It is written in the style of a bush poem. Read more
In honour of the National Folk Festival (Australia), which opens tonight (Thursday), I have written a little parody that I thought I would test out on you, dear Readers. I have no idea whether I will be brave enough to recite it at any of the poetry workshops. I never have before. It depends on your feedback. If you are really brave, you can try to sing along to the tune of the Sounds of Then, which was written and performed by Ganggajang (you’ll have to sing over the top of their words). I won’t be singing come performance time. I’ve provided a link to the original song below. Aussies may find this fun, but others will probably be completely flummoxed. Please note there is a certain amount of hyperbole used in this poem.
Apparently today is World Poetry Day 2018. I didn’t know that until I read it on someone else’s blog. That being the case, I thought I should hasten my review of Andrew’s McDonald’s latest book of poems, Night Music.
There was movement in the household, for the word had passed around,
That our favourite cafe at Harden-Murrumburrah was open,
And waiting for the throng – it was worth the two hour drive to town,
So my love and I gathered to the fray.
Noted coffee aficionados – or so we liked to think –
Checked our wallets for some coinage and credit cards just in case.
For the coffee lovers love driving to where the coffee percolates,
And dreamt of coffee brewing and eating chocolate cake.
My husband and I love visiting Harden-Murrumburrah, a small country town situated on the Southwest Slopes of New South Wales (Australia). Agriculture is the main industry in the region. Redolent of history and with great coffee to boot, Harden-Murrumburrah is just about perfect in my opinion. Read more