Tag: poetry
Distractions and Procrastinations
I have to say that I feel as if I am being lured back in by all the content being shared by the Antipodean fans. I haven’t watched much footage. I am still – for the most part – trying to keep myself away from it all. It’s not helping that Mister has been quite…
When Words Feel Apt
Today’s study involved familiarising ourselves in using the OED as an online reference source (student access to it opens up more than you get by going to the site without student/teacher access). We were asked to look up certain words that had been used in poems we’ve been studying this week. One of the poems…
Poetry Corner: Four Letters
Love,Sometimes I think it’s the most offensive,Four letter word.Want,I want love.Or is it lust?Confusing the two?Fuck,That’s not offensive.It’s visceral.I want a fuck,To give a fuck,To have a fuck,I hate myself.Hate,There’s another one.Hate’s more offensive than fuck,Of the two.Want love or lust?Which of the two?I hate giving a fuck,Not having a fuck,Two and two make four.Four…
The Thread Of Memories
So…my Facebook feed tonight threw this one up at me. A piece of poetry I wrote. It was based on going out for a meal in Sydney’s northern suburbs with my sister to a place called Sambal. There we are outside it. One of my favourite dishes is laksa and this place were doing a…
Punk – A Dirty Word?
Over the past week, I feel the word “punk” has been sullied by a couple of people. One retrospectively. Let me explain: In a previous post here on the blog, I talked about a letter that John Foxx had shared on his FB page. The letter was from David Bowie to Tony Visconti of a…
Almost The Kind Of Post I Miss
Some poetry. Inner thoughts. Something beyond the mere plug of a gig, a product. Of course, that needs to be done, I guess. But there is that human touch I was so starting to miss. The end message seems to be “buck up, kid. Nothing lasts forever.” Yeah. Don’t remind me. And don’t remind you…
Desiderata – Max Ehrmann
The opening line to this was read out in a question on a TV quiz…and…it just struck me as sounding like the chorus to The Signal And The Noise. I had never heard of it before! It’s amazing how these things fall into place. It’s a wonderful piece of prose, and something we could all…