FSP October 2015 City Meeting
Some familiar faces, some new readers. Thanks to Martin Christmas for the pix.
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Richard Tipping’s Anthology Launch Speech
FSP co-founder Richard Tipping was unable to be present to personally launch the latest FSP Anthology #39. But he did send us his launch speech. It is well worth reading. So here it is…
See pictures from the launch in the gallery.
2015 Satura Prize Winner: “A Clarity of Smog” by rob walker
Congratulations to rob walker, winner of the 2015 Satura Prize for his poem A Clarity of Smog in the Friendly Street Poets Anthology 39: Silver Singing Streams, as judged by Mike Ladd.
Congratulations also to those on Mike’s shortlist for the prize:
On the Footpath by Elaine Barker
Growing Pains by J.V. Birch
Scrub Grey by David Cookson
Serbian Orthodox Christmas Lunch by Jelena Dinic
Security After the Ball by Steve Evans
No Major Changes Will Happen at Midnight by Roger Higgins
Journey by Jules Leigh Koch
Fine Art by Lousie McKenna
A Question of War by Josie Walsh
Thanks to Martin Christmas for the pic.… Click for more
New FSP membership fees for 2016
At the August City Meeting of FSP, members agreed to a new range of membership fees and membership options that will help secure future activities of FSP. You can see the full schedule here.
Membership for the rest of 2015 is $5. Follow the link below, fill in the form, and email it to us at fspconvenor[at]gmail[dot]com.
Poem of the Month, August 2015
A(n end of) Love Sonnet by Kristin Martin
As crimson bruises blossom on my cheek
my husband guns our car into the night.
I screamed at him to leave, within a week
he’ll crawl back home, beg pardon for the fight.
From in her room our treasured daughter cries;
instinctively I dim the lights with shame.
Or is it pride? Or fear of judging eyes?
Too many people think I share the blame.
The door creaks and her trusting eyes meet mine.
She smiles and pads softly to my side.
My love for her torpedos up my spine
to banish thoughts of fear and shame and pride.… Click for more