Thanks to Martin Christmas for the pic.
Thanks to Martin Christmas for the pic.
187 Halifax Street, Adelaide
Wednesday, 27th September, 2017
6:00 – 7:30pm
has been variously described as a loony tune, something of a zany, a yo-yo with money. In truth he is a curious figure – irascible, intemperate, vituperative, yet somehow, apparently, devoted to an idea of ‘the Beautiful’, as somehow defined. Lord David Cecil held him to be “the Hulk Hogan des nos jours” – and found in him “a Pol Pot, perhaps the very Pol Pot, of the aesthetic.” Ken has published many books, the most recent being Lonnie’s Lament (Wakefield Press, earlier this year). Forthcoming in 2018 are Starting At Basheer’s (Vagabond Press) and Species Of Spaces (Shearsman Books, UK).
is a poet, novelist and arts broadcaster and writer. She has won major awards for her work: the John Bray National Poetry Award, the Barbara Hanrahan Fellowship and, in 2016, was the inaugural CAL/JM Coetzee Writing Fellow at the Coetzee Centre for Creative Practice at Adelaide University. She has published two novels, six poetry collections, a monograph on ceramist Angela Valamanesh, as well as essays and reviews of visual arts and books. She presented the weekly national books and writing program, Writers Radio, and a magazine arts program, Arts Breakfast on Radio Adelaide, for over twenty years.
Come early, stay late. Enjoy the hospitality, food and beverages of the Halifax Cafe.
Your $5 entry supports the poets.
Maria Vouis had poems-of-the-month selected by Anthology Editors, Karl Cameron Jackson and Ros Schulz, for both April and August 2017! You can read them below:
Poem of the Month, April 2017
Sonnet for A Coin Eyed Fish
At the mouth of the Onkaparinga River.
In the mornings the new autumn cold
chews the crusts of fading summer,
The wind whines high through the empty hold
of the poo-bag roll in F # minor.
Midday birdsong is free light freight,
The dogs stalk and strain on the halter,
The sun sandwiched tight, early and late
sends trembling veins of light through water.
Through the violet dusk black swans abide,
Feeding from the river’s gilded face,
A hooked fish dies and its gold coin eye
counts the cost of sunlight erased,
It mouths its own wordless eulogy
to the river, flowing blind to sea.
Poem of the Month, August 2017
The Body Mother Made Me
The body mother made me
My lips, her smile stretched across sorrow
and one tooth lost with each child born.
The body she seeded for me
Nine Greek moons to grow, twelve more to suck,
years to wean and teethe and cry.
These breasts she planted as buds
bloom for her,
flower in my veiled night movements,
swell at full moon with her secret musk.
These feet she fashioned for me
danced for her,
in her mountain village square,
stepped the map of her maiden soles.
The hands mother kneaded me
labour for her.
My hands pull wild greens, stir her pot,
my fingers light the lamp of the dead.
This voice she gifted me
keens for her,
Doric modes hummed into my breath,
ocean hymns of leaving but always coming home.
These eyes mother lent light to
look for her.
My eyes leak her tears now,
now that she is dissolved to bone.
FSP is very pleased to welcome long-time member and former Anthology editor, Margaret Clark, to the Management Committee.
The October FSP City Open Mic Meeting will be held at
The Box Factory
59 Regent St, Adelaide
Monday 9th October
(second Monday of month, since the 1st Monday is the long-weekend holiday)
Doors open at 6:00 pm for sign-in. $5 entry.
First session starts at 6:30; second session at about 7:30.
Bring two copies of your poems if you’d like to submit them to the next Anthology. Make sure your poems have your name, email and phone number on the back of the page, otherwise they will not be considered. You must be a member of FSP for your poems to be included in the Anthology.
The Halifax Cafe, 187 Halifax St, will be open from 5:00pm for meals and refreshments prior to the meeting. Support the people supporting you!
Join FSP and ensure that our activities can continue!! Click here for forms and more info.