A monkey who lived in the zoo
got terribly bored with the view.
There was nothing to eat.
There was no-one on heat.
So he played with his shit, as you do.
(First published in BlazeVox)
Month: October 2013
For Andrea’s wedding, 2012
As you walk together
in the garden of your love
may your shared laughter
be the sun on the leaves
and your shared tears the sap
flowing deep in the stems.
When you greet each other
in the morning or the evening
to feed and water
the garden of your love
may your smiles be as wide
as your wedding smiles.
May all you have planted there
thrive and grow.
What it’s like: being a travelling poet
During my recent tour, Canberra literary collective Scissors Paper Pen asked me to write an article for their website. I talk about what to eat, where to sleep and where to write.
Two recent interviews
As part of my recent tour I was interviewed for Capital Letters (the ACT Writers Centre blog) and Melbourne Spoken Word.