Poem of the month

Each month the two FSP editors select a poem, from those read throughout that month, as the poem of the month. A laminated copy of the poem is awarded to the poet at the next FSP City meeting. This is peer recognition of a poem of high quality.

Poem of the Month – March 2024 – Nigel Ford

The Poem of the Month for March 2024, selected by 2024 Anthology editors  Ivan Rehorek (Avalanche) and Martha Landman, is Musings from a beer drinker by Nigel Ford. The commended poem is Still Learning by Veronica Cookson.

Musings from a beer drinker
Nigel Ford

I’m drinking beers
And I went to the toilet
Because
I’m drinking beers
And I went to the fridge
On my way back
To get another beer
And I thought
You idiot
You’ve still got half a glass of beer
Then I thought
You idiot
You haven’t the class for glass
You’re drinking cans.
Like I wrote
I’m drinking beers.… Click for more

Poem of the Month – February 2024 – Robbie Lennard

The first Poem of the Month for 2024, selected by 2024 Anthology editors  Ivan Rehorek (Avalanche) and Martha Landman is Yes by Robbie Lennard. The commended poem is Justin Fordham by Barbara Preston.

Yes
Robbie Lennard

Yes you may come for tea this Saturday
please arrive at half-past-ten for elevenses
then at eleven we’ll celebrate high noon –
… please bring your own silver spoon
please wear a white dress
bring no didgeridoos
no emu-feathered shoes
bring the last of your kind
bring a game of mastermind

we’ll play that
and backgammon too
scrabble for a chess-set
and a dog or two

and my man
how is your tribe these days?… Click for more

Poem of the Month – December 2023 – Valerie Volk

The Poem of the Month for December 2023, selected by 2023 Anthology Editors, Maria Vouis and Rob Ferris, is Lot 22 by Valerie Volk. The commended poems for December are In Worrying Times by Elaine Barker, strings by phil saunders and Akin (excerpt) by Robbie Lennard.

Lot 22
Valerie Volk

Impersonal, the auctioneer’s drone.
Small square wooden case. Unusual.
An apathetic crowd. My pang of guilt,
in spite of family pressure, voice of reason.
Time to downsize, get rid of stuff.

But this. I should have kept it.
Made by a father’s loving hand.
I hear his accent, still …
A case for you, for school.… Click for more

Poem of the Month – November 2023 – Geoff Johnson

The Poem of the Month for November 2023, selected by 2023 Anthology Editors, Maria Vouis and Rob Ferris, is All Saints by Geoff Johnson. The commended poems for November are Love in Triplets by Erica Jolly, After the Poem by Gail Walker and Spur-winged Plovers by Murray Alfredson.

All Saints
Geoff Johnson

Somehow the teachings have settled
maybe scattered
’cross the pavements of their minds
something of the living impulse
stirred in their hearts.

A sound not suppressed
feathered in the wind
rattling
with ghosts in the night.

They’ve buried their hurts
not knowing where to find them
unearthing what they claim
as their own.… Click for more

Edward’s Crossing Writers – Poem of the Month

In November, Nigel Ford and Rob Ferris attended the annual meeting of the Edward’s Crossing Writers group, a regional FSP group based in Murray Bridge (originally called “Edward’s Crossing” in the 19 century). The meeting included an Open Mic from which the 2023 Anthology Editors, Rob Ferris and Maria Vouis, selected a Poem of the Month, Men Of Yemen by Max Merckenschlager and three commended poems: Flinders Ranges – 2009 by Elizabeth Bell; Unravelled by Di Walton and Music of the Earth by Lynette Zander. Congratulations!

Men Of Yemen
Max Merckenschlager

Ali the sportsmaster and school disciplinarian
took my hand in his
and lead me unselfconsciously
to where I’d sought directions.… Click for more

Poem of the Month – October 2023 – Stef Rozitis

The Poem of the Month for October 2023, selected by 2023 Anthology Editors, Maria Vouis and Rob Ferris, is Transtextuality by Stef Rozitis. The commended poems for October are Nature on the Table by Heather Nimmo, The Russet Room by Elaine Barker and Singing Lesson by Nigel Ford.

Transtextuality
Stef Rozitis

Politics is the whole point
fluid refusing to be grasped
avoiding sojourn in your killing jar.
I will not be pinned as a specimen
of this queer identity or that

instead,
I will be read only
as Lancelot, a shadow in the mirror of Shallot
I will be known through texts, excessive sex performances
a storm of answers.… Click for more

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